The I In Lie [Phan]

Chapter Three

CHAPTER THREE
Dan sighed as he stared down at his sleeping friend.  So much had happened to him, and Dan didn't even know.  In all honesty, Dan felt kind of shitty.  He didn't know how long this had been going on, why, or how to fix it.
Dan sighed and gently scooped Phil up in his arms, carefully carrying him back to his room.  he laid him down on the bed, making sure he was in what appeared to be a comfortable position, before turning to head out of the room.
"Dan?"
Dan chuckled softly,turning to look at his friend. "I thought you were asleep."
"I am," mumbled Phil.
"Goodnight," smiled Dan.
"Wait, Dan," Phil yawned sleepily.
"Hmm?"
"Cuddle with me? Please?"
"Okay."
~*~*
Phil woke up the next morning tangled in someone's arms.  He glanced up through his eyelashes, his heart leaping when he recognized Dan.  Phil slowly pulled away from his friend.  He stood awkwardly by his bed for a moment, trying to remember how Dan ended up in his bed in the first place, before quickly scurrying towards the kitchen.
Phil hadn't been up for very long when a tired looking Dan stumbled into the living room.
"Morning," mumbled Dan, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"Good morning," Phil responded, chuckling when Dan collapsed face first on the couch.
"Mmm.  How are you?" Dan asked, reaching up blindly and accidentally smacking Phil in the face.
"Dan!" Phil laughed.
"Oh!  I'm sorry!" Dan exclaimed, rolling onto his back.
"It's okay," smiled Phil.
The two sat there for a moment, gazing into each other's eyes.
"So...Um..." murmured Dan. "I get it if you don't wanna talk about it-and that's okay-but I just want to know what's wrong...and if I can help..."
A small sigh escaped Phil's lips and his blue eyes darted down to stare at his sock-covered feet.
"If you don't wanna talk about it-"
"I do," Phil said. "I just...You're not gonna like it."
"I'm not going to like anything that causes you pain," whispered Dan. "Just tell me, I promise I won't be angry."
The brunette sat up straight, pulling the Raven-haired boy into his lap in an attempt to comfort him.
"O-Okay," mumbled Phil, his heart pounding against his ribcage.
Dan hummed quietly as he ran a hand through Phil's hair. "Whenever you're ready."
Phil took a deep breath, stumbled over a few meaningless syllables, sighed, and tried again.  But he couldn't get anything out.  The words were stuck in his throat.  He knew what he wanted to say but he couldn't say it.  The words wanted to come out but they just weren't.  Phil took another deep, shuddering breath and glanced up at Dan who nodded encouragingly at him.
"Dan I think I'm gay," blurted Phil, playing with the hem of T-Shirt.
"That's okay!" Dan exclaimed. "Nothing to be ashamed about.  You know I'm bi, and I'll support you no matter what."
"I know," muttered Phil. "And that's not what I'm upset about.  I...I think..."
Dan tightened his hold around his friend.
"Dan it's who I'm in love with that's doing this to me," Phil sniffled.. "I love him and I can't have him but he's happy and I'm so selfish because I'm not happy for him!"
Dan quietly shushed his friend, pressing his lips to his forehead.  Phil could feel sparks explode where Dan's lips had been a moment before.
"They're not worth your pain," the brunette murmured. "You're too good for them."
"You don't understand," whispered Phil. "You're the one I'm in love with."
Dan suddenly became very aware of the position they were in.  He stared at his friend with wide eyes, his mouth hanging half-open.
"Dan?" squeaked Phil, looking slightly terrified.
Dan didn't reply.  He just continued to stare, looking shocked.
"I-I'm sorry," whimpered Phil. "I'll get over it, I promise.  I know nothing will ever happen-"
"Phil."
Phil quickly snapped his mouth shut, dropping his head so he was staring down at his lap.
"Phil, it's okay," murmured Dan.
Phil glanced up at his friend with teary eyes.
"No it's not," he whispered.
Dan carefully placed a finger under Phil's chin, forcing him to look him in the eye.
"It's okay," Dan repeated. "Just...Just don't hurt yourself because of it anymore, okay?  Please?"
Phil bit his lip, staring past Dan's head.  Eventually he nodded, a small "Okay" passing his lips.
"I'm gonna hold off on moving in with Astrid," Dan informed. "I'm gonna stay here with you for a little while and make sure you're okay.  Alright?"
Phil nodded.