The Undeniable Fate (Phan)

Chapter Seven: Sleepovers, Chocolate Frogs, and 2046 Words ;)

Dan

Yawn. Dan sits up and groggily (that doesn't sound right) rubs his tired eyes. He reaches his arms high above his head in a stretch. Dan winces in pain when he feels the crick in his neck. He lets out a small whimper at his neck and sore muscles.

Dan looks around, carefully making sure he doesn't hurt his neck further, and suddenly realizes he must've slept on the couch. What?

As someone stirs next to him, Dan's memories flood back and a small smile crosses his face.

Phil is laying on his back, sprawled out on the couch next to him. Phil's right arm is bent behind his back and draped across the top of the seats. His left arm is laying on top of his face and covering his eyes. One of Phil's legs is on Dan's lap, while the other is hanging off the couch, his toes touching the floor.

Dan's smile widens when Phil sighs contentedly and continues to sleep peacefully. His hair is fluffed up at the front in almost a quiff, strands sticking out in all directions. Dan can only imagine that his own hair looks like Phil's.

With the skills a ninja would be proud of, Dan carefully slips his iPod out of his back pocket.

4:30 am

Dan groans and tries to sleep, his eyelids feeling heavy. The two fell asleep somewhere around 2. They had lost track of time and talked for hours.

(Update: I've been crying and I've had a really bad day so I completely apologize for whatever I come up with after this warning)

Dan smiles fondly at the boy sleeping next to him (and on him tbh) as he snores.

Holy shit that was so adorable.

Dan bites his lip to keep in a giggle and gently movies some of Phil's hair out if his eyes, a small happiness tugging at his heart strings.

He has a friend. An actual friend. That he made himself.

Dan hasn't had any friends his entire life besides Rhea. He hasn't needed anyone else. At least he didn't think he did.

But Dan can't help but feel. . . content. . . around Phil. . . Like knowing Phil is right. . . almost like he's doing something right for once. And that thing is Phil. (That whole paragraph/sentence thing sounds super sexual)

Rhea

"HEY BITCHFACE!!!" Rhea wakes with a start and falls off the couch and onto the floor.

"Pyper?!? What the frickle frackle potato sackle was that for??!?"

Pyper smiles apologetically and holds her hand out to help Rhea off the floor. But poor Rhea. . . she doesn't see the mischief in Pyper's eyes.

"Thank you." Rhea does the head nod thing (you know what I'm taking about) and grabs the blonde's soft hand. As soon as Rhea's hand is locked into Pyper's, the mischievous blonde uses all her strength the yank her new best friend off the floor.