Just Friends (Phil Lester x Reader)

Part 18 - Midnight Whispers

You sighed. "No Phil, I can't stay. I have to go home and get some rest and so do you."

"But... I really want you to stay and it's too late to go home by yourself and you could get hurt and I don't want you to get hurt and you don't want to get hurt and it would be better if you stayed 'cause when I wake up I could see your beautiful face and it would make me feel good 'cause tomorrow I'm gonna have a bad hangover and it's late and-"

"Phil stop! Your rambling," you sighed again, "Phil I'm not going to stay because I'll have to sleep on the couch and I won't do that."

"But you gonna sleep in here with me," Phil retorted.

"I don't have my pyjama's," you argued.

"You can borrow mine."

"I don't have my toothbrush."

"I don't think the dentist will mind."

"Well, I don't have my teddy, can't sleep without teddy."

"I can be your teddy."

"I don't-"

"Please stay."

You sighed again for the last time and took your shoes off. You heard Phil cheer triumphantly as you took one of his t-shirts from his wardrobe, you quickly went into the bathroom to change. As you came back with your outfit neatly folded in your arms, wearing Phil's t-shirt that came to just above your knee you, saw that Phil had already fallen asleep. You rolled your eyes, of course, you thought to yourself as you put your clothes down.

You gently pushed the sheets aside as you climbed into the bed next to Phil. You pulled the covers over yourself and got comfortable on your side of the bed. Just as you closed your eyes you felt Phil wrap his arms around your waist and pull you towards him. Once you were flush against his chest, Phil buried his face in your hair and sighed contently.

"I love you Y/N..." Phil murmured almost inaudibly. Your eyes shot open at this statement but you were to sleepy to overthink it.

"I love you too Philly," you whispered in reply as you curled you arms up comfortably so that they rested on Phil's chest and your eyes slid shut again.

After a while, Dan came in to check on you and see if you were able to get Phil to bed. He almost squealed at the sight, the two people he shipped together the most cuddled up in bed sleeping. He almost took a photo but stopped himself when he realised how creepy and embarrassing that would be. At least you two would finally be truly happy.

You were unsure as to what the morning would hold. There was always a special something about the present, the past is gone and the future is unknown, all that really matters is the current situation. And right now in your current situation you were content, you felt safe and warm wrapped up in Phil's arms. Even though alcohol was stirring around in your system and Phil was knocked out cold in a drunken coma and you were sure you heard Dan come into the room to see you and Phil tangled together, nothing mattered, not a damn thing could bring you out of the happiness you felt in that moment.

***

Morning arrived and you woke up to someone shaking you gently. You opened your eyes and rolled over to be met with Phil's electric blue eyes, "hello." You whispered, as the entirety of the night previous came back to you. Even the small exchange you and Phil had before you fell asleep.

"Morning," Phil replied a little nervously as he sat up. "Um... Y/N I can't really remember much from last night but um... did we um..." He stuttered nervously gesturing to his bare chest and the fact you were wearing his shirt. You laughed and shook your head, "no, I'll explain everything at breakfast and hopefully you can get you memory back. But to give it to you short, we didn't do anything you just begged me to stay."

Phil blushed insanely, "I'm so, so, so, sorry!" You laughed again and shook your head. "It's ok, really."

Phil awkwardly shuffled out of his bed and went to his wardrobe, you climbed out as well and grabbed your clothes from last night. "I'm just gonna go change, then I'll see you down in the kitchen." Phil nodded as he collected some clothes from his draw.

As you were in the bathroom changing you wondered if Phil remembered confessing his love for you, or if t was something he said because he was just drunk. Meanwhile, Phil was in his room racking his brains to remember anything about last night. All he remembered was talking with you, Felix forcing him to drink and then going to the bar. That's it. He concluded to just let you explain everything at breakfast.

***

"So, how are our two lovebirds going?" Dan said, putting down two plates of (favourite breakfast food), two cups of strong coffee and some aspirin on the dining table in front of you and Phil. You rolled your eyes, "yes, just peachy. Thank you, Daniel."

Phil nods, "so, anyone wanna fill me in?"

Dan shook his head, "sorry buddy you were with Y/N all night, all I did was drag you off a bar top."

Phil blushed slightly and gave you both a confused look, "bar top?"

"Shirtless," Dan added, taking a smug sip of his coffee. You sighed and began to recount the night previous to Phil. As you did Phil's memories came back to him and his face became redder by the moment.

"... I got changed into one of your shirts, sorry about that by the way. Got into bed with you and then you started hugging me." As you said that Phil remembered, he remembered uttering those four words, but what pained him was that he couldn't remember you replying.

Meanwhile, you were debating in your mind whether to mention the "I love you's", you weren't going to say it in front of Dan, it would be beyond embarrassing, even more so if Phil didn't remember. You finally decided against it, Phil probably didn't mean it, it was in the heat of the moment, he was drunk, so were you, it's in the past. After breakfast and a quick few games of Mario Kart, you went home.

***

Dan's POV - later that night

I'm still scrolling through Tumblr even though it's half past midnight and I should probably get some sleep. Just as consider turning my phone off I hear a knock at my door.

"Dan?" I hear Phil's quiet voice on the other side.

"You can come in," I reply sitting up on top of my covers. Phil slips into my room and sits's on my bed next to me.

"Dan, I need to talk to you, seriously." I nod, urging Phil to go on.

"Dan last night I..." Phil hesitated and sighed, "please don't laugh at me."

"Never," I replied with a smirk.

"I'm serious Dan."

"Me too." Phil sighed again and took a deep breath.

"I told Y/N I love her."

"Good for you man."

"It's just... I don't remember her replying."