unsaid things // phan (on hold)

Undeniable

I will put a // when suicide/self harm/harsh or suggestive language/graphic depictions of violence are mentioned.

(DAN'S POV)
"Um, you can sleep in here...if you want to. I mean, if you think that's weird or anything you don't--"

"Okay! It's fine!" Phil assured me. He was going to sleep at my house, I pretty much forced him since I didn't want him to be in that house any longer than he had to be.

"Okay, well it's only like 5:30, so we can make dinner or something...if you want to."  I told Phil, even though I actually wasn't very hungry.

"Uh, I'm not really hungry... But if you are then we can..." Phil said awkwardly, looking down.

"I'm not either, so we can just watch a movie or something if you want?" I told him, but it came out as more of a question.

"Yah sure!" He replied happily.

-

Phil was sitting on the sofa as I put in Poltergeist, basically the only movie I had, since my mum didn't really do anything and my job at the book store didn't pay much.

I sat down next to the black haired boy as he gave me a small smile. "Just so you know, I might be either screaming or hiding throughout the whole movie." Phil warned me, laughing.

"It's fine, but it's not that scary anyway, just a bit gory." I told him trying to reassure him, when the movie began.

-

About half way through the movie, I noticed Phil hiding under the blanket, as he said he would, and shivering. I attempted to put my hand on his back to comfort him, but he only flinched at the contact.

"Sorry." Phil said shakily, turning to look at me, "I just get kinda creeped out during these kinds of movies."

"That's okay, I'll turn it off if you want. It's getting kind of late anyways, we should probably get some sleep so we're not sleeping on our desks at school," I said whilst taking the movie out of the player and putting it back in the case.

Phil nodded and we went up to my room, Phil close behind me as we went up the stairs. When we got to my room, Phil put on some pyjamas while I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, since I was already in my grey sweatpants and an old black jumper with some holes in it, which I was perfectly fine wearing to bed.

When I got back, Phil was already sitting on my bed, looking at one of the books I had on my bedside table. "Do you need anything before I fall asleep?" I asked him.

"No, thank you. I think I'm just going to go to sleep now, I'm really tired."

"Okay," I replied, "But if you need anything, you know where it is." I told him, sliding under the covers next to him.

"Thanks for letting me stay here." Phil said, facing me.

"No problem." It old him sleepily, my eyes drifting shut.

-

When I woke up, the clock read 1:37. I was about to get up for some water, when I realized that something -no, someone - was latched onto my waist. That was when I remembered Phil slept over last night. I was slightly shocked to see my best friend, well my only friend, spooning me in the middle of the night. But it was also comforting in a way, as well.

I turned over, carefully as to not wake up the boy next to me, so that I could face him. Phil's eyes fluttered open and he looked at me, sleepily. "Sorry," he began, his voice hoarse from just waking up, " I just like to hug something in my sleep. It's just a thing."

"It's fine... Go back to sleep, it's only half one in the morning."

"Well, I'm already awake now," Phil replied, his blue eyes wide open now.

After that, since neither of us could go back to sleep, we talked. We just talked for hours in end, not even caring that we would both probably be falling asleep in school the next day.

There was a short, comfortable silence before Phil spoke again, "Dan, Can I ask you something?" I nodded. "Have you ever been in love?"

I thought for a moment before speaking. "Not really. I guess I was always just too scared to try...that's why I always stay kind of closed off from everyone, I guess I just don't want to care too much. Because when you care, you get hurt."

Phil looked at me, with an almost hurt expression. "That seems lonely." He stated.

"Yah, sometimes it is, I guess. But it's better than caring too much about someone, and then having your heart broken."

"But what if, that someone, who you care about doesn't break your heart, and they care about you just as much?" I didn't know what to say, so I only looked at the boy with the most beautiful blue eyes, that I swear I could see the ocean inside.

He looked at me and slowly leaned in closer, as I did the same. And I'll never forget that moment. That moment that fireworks literally went off in my head, and a spark of electricity flew through my whole body. That moment when Phil's lips connected with mine and I felt as if I was floating outside of my body, and I would never come back down to earth. He slowly pulled away, looking into my eyes "I think I'm in love with you." He whispered. And Phil pulled his arms tighter around my waist as I wrapped my arms around his neck and we kissed again, passionately, as if we would never be able to again. I pulled away for a second only to say, "I know I'm in love with you." And fell into him, my head against his chest. I never wanted to leave. So we stayed like that, laying still, silently, until we both drifted off to sleep in each others arms.