My Name Is Dan (Phan AU)

chapter nine

Dan's P.O.V

     I was messing around with PJ, but the whole time I was watching Phil. Not clearly watching him, since PJ thought I was paying attention to him, but just subtly- and he looked so sad. My Phil, the one that always seemed cheerful and never has a frown on his face in front of others unless it's a joking one, was sad.

     Now, I don't really know what he was sad about; for all I know it could have been because he just forgot to make breakfast this morning, but still. Seeing him sad made me so upset, and I wanted to just hug him and tell him that everything would be alright. That everything was going to be okay, and that he didn't have to be sad. But I couldn't do that, because I know exactly what he'd say. "I'm fine, Dan. You don't need to worry about me," and then he'd just laugh it off like it was nothing.

     But it's not. It's a thing. It's so very much an important thing, and I wish he'd treat it like a thing.

     Then, he was back to normal. He shook his head a little bit, blinked a few times, and put a smile on his face as he watched PJ and I wrestling (weakly- but still wrestling). I knew it was a fake smile. I knew he was sad for some reason. But did he know it was a fake smile?

     "Aw, come on Dan, you have to try harder than that," PJ spoke, breaking me out of my thoughts.

     "Do you really want me to try my best? We both know what happens when I do that, Peej."

     PJ stopped and stared at me for a moment with a straight face, and then after a few seconds he smiled. "You know what, Howell? Go ahead. Hit me with your best shot."

     "PJ no," Phil finally spoke, laughing softly at the song reference that was thrown into there.

     "PJ yes," he responded, only glancing back at Phil once before turning back around and tackling me. Gently, as to not hurt me, but still tackling me.

     Since I had been completely caught off guard and not ready at all, it took a minute or so before I was able to push PJ off, but Phil tackled me almost as soon as I got PJ off.

     "Come on, Phil! I thought you were on my side!"

     "Things change, D-Slice. Sorry, buddy," he replied as he leaned against me. I tried my best to push him off, but it ended up unsuccessful, and I eventually just gave up.

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     I was laying on the couch, Phil was laying on me, and PJ was laying on Phil, and we were basically just a large pile of gay. Quite a few hours had passed, my chest had started to feel better, and I was happy.

     The only problem with this was the fact that I needed food, and both of them seemed about ready to fall asleep, and I had no way of getting up without waking both of them.

     Fuck it, I think to myself before trying my hardest to not wake them up, much to my disappointment as I stood up and both of them groaned.

     "What time is it?" Phil asked, rubbing his eyes and blinking up at me, making it seem like he was asleep before, and making me seem like an even worse person.

     "Almost 9:00pm," PJ replied quickly, already on his phone only mere seconds after being woken up. 

     "Woah, what?" Phil asks, checking his own phone for confirmation. "Well, both PJ and I are obviously tired. Might as well get to bed, eh?" he continued, nudging PJ as he spoke to get his attention.

     "What? Oh, yeah. I guess I'll be staying the night, then. You too, Dan. No getting out of this one. Feel free to come up to Phil's room whenever you're ready, we'll have a bed made for you and everything," PJ said quickly, his words coming out almost all at once. He stood up, and Phil pushed him a little bit as he also stood up.

     "I'll be up in a minute," I told the two, laughing quietly as I saw PJ almost fall over multiple times due to Phil's messing with him. "I just need to get some food and maybe something to drink."

     They started heading upstairs. "Alright, see you in a little bit, then. Don't be afraid to wake us up if we're sleeping by the time you get in there," Phil called over his shoulder, messing with PJ once again and pushing him up the stairs a few times, only to earn a glare back from the other.

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Author's Note: Hey we're back in Dan's point of view, nice. Sorry that this chapter was a little late, I had troubles deciding who's point of view I wanted it to be in. This chapter was honestly just a little filler, to show the friendship between the three. I'm pretty sure I'll be getting into exciting things next chapter, so be ready for that. Anyway, thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Peace out, stay rad! <3

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