I Want To Love You Forever (Dan and Phil AU)

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August 11, 2009

I talked a little with Phil. Apparently, he had a YouTube channel that had about 6,000 subscribers. I had watched YouTube for a pretty long time, since 2008, so I wondered how I had never found him. He also apparently was originally from Northern England, but I could tell already because of his accent.

I could barely hear what he was saying because I was too busy admiring him.
He was more handsome than I will ever be, and his clothes fit his slender body perfectly. I could go swimming in his eyes, and all of his facial features were perfect.

I then realize he's been saying my name.
"Dan..?"
"Huh?"
"I asked why you were in D.C., silly!" He said, and I replied, "Well, it's actually a pretty long story.." "And I've got time." He says, taking me off guard. "Come on, I'll take you to my apartment if you don't already have a hotel." I reply, "I do have one, but I'll go to yours."
"Do you have anything you need to get?"
"No, the only things I brought are in this bag." And I follow him to a car that I'm guessing was his, but I noticed something different. "Wait... Why is the drivers side on the left?" I ask, and he replies with a question. "You didn't know they were like this in America?" "No.." I reply, and I think to myself, "Wow Dan, you're so smart. Great job." Phil giggles and says, "Silly goose. Now come on." But not in a rude tone, the complete opposite, actually.

Soon, were driving down the very, very busy streets of D.C.
While I was looking out the window, Phil says, "I never got your name." "Dan. Dan Howell." I reply, and he nods a little. "So, while we're on the way to the apartment, why don't you go ahead and share why you're in D.C.?"
I sigh and tell the whole story.
After I'm done, out of all the things he could've asked, he asks, "So you're gay too?"

I nod, but then I realize that he said "too".

"Wait, you're gay?" I ask.

"Are you kidding? I'm the gayest gay out there." He replies.

I laugh, and so does he.

"Let's be gay buddies!" I say, and he replies, with a smirk, "Wouldn't that just mean together?" and I reply, "Well, you are pretty cute."

I then realize what I've said, and I look over to Phil with a face as red as a tomato.

He replies, "Not as cute as you."

I make a "pshhh" noise and say "Really? I'm super ugly. You're, like, 10,000 times cuter."

Soon, we get into an argument of who's cuter.

I'm set on the fact that he's cuter, and he's set on the fact that I'm cuter.

Soon, we're at the apartment, and we go inside and he leads me to his room. There's only one bed, but I can sleep on the floor if I need to. There's a mini kitchen to your left as soon as you walk in, and a couch on the far right side of the room. On the far left is the bed, and left to that is a sink, and another room that has a shower with a glass door and a toilet. In between the couch and bed, to the left, is a desk with a computer and a huge monitor on it. On the left is another desk with a TV on it. I set my bag down on the couch and walk over to the bed and sit down. Phil sits down beside me.

"You're still cuter." He says, and we get back in to our argument of who's cuter.

I soon realize that we've been slowly getting closer to each other, and our faces are merely inches apart.

Soon we get even closer, and our lips meet.

In my 18 years of life, this was my first kiss, and it was amazing.

In this moment, I realize how big of a crush I had on him.

We had only known each other for an hour, but he was already perfect to me.

He may not like me, at all, but that was fine.

Then again, he was the one who leaned in for the kiss.

He probably didn't, but I still had hope.

The kiss ended, and we just looked at each other.

"I know we've only known each other for an hour or two, but I have a huge crush on you." I say, and he replies, "I have a crush on you too, it's okay."

I lean in for another kiss, and this one lasts longer.

It feels like hours pass when this one ends.

Before we know it, clothes are being stripped off.

(Smut smut smut)
(I ain't writing that so you can just imagine)

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August 12, 2009

I wake up beside Phil, we're both shirtless, and my head is on his chest.

I remember what happened last night, and smile a bit.

I realize that Phil's awake, and I look up at him and smile.
He smiles back and cranes his neck to kiss me.
I kiss him back, and we get up.
I go to the bathroom, and he goes to the kitchen.
I love him, even if I've only known him for a day. I'm very grateful for that hotel lady.

(A/N)

Sorry that this one is really short compared to the other chapter.
I couldn't think of what to write and I didn't have that much motivation.
But hey, at least smut happened ;)
okay I'll stop now
Bye guys love u

- cailey xox