Hi everyone! So, I got back from vacation not long ago and was frantically writing stuff for you guys. *laughs nervously* but here it is, I really hope you like it!
Oh, and another thing. There are over 200 reads on this!!! Thank you soooo much. I never thought it would gt this much attention, or any at all for that matter!
Part two of this should be up tonight or tomorrow. Sorry that part one is a bit short. Hope you lovelies are doing great~
Dan's P.O.V.
Everyday, your memories are uploaded to the Database to be saved, like a film. Everyone's life is uploaded from their brain, into video form.
Crazy, right? In turn, you can go to the closest Database to you, search someone, and find out how they are most likely to react to something.
Anyway, I'm getting a little far ahead of myself.
~The Interesting Part~ (I Promise)
"Phil?" I glance up from my computer curiously. "Where are you going? Same place you've been going like, every week for three months now? That's got to be unhealthy...and are you ever going to tell me where you're going? I get it, privacy and what not, but Phil, we're best friends. You can tell me anything." I look at him hopefully.
"Um, no, sorry Dan. I just-I really can't tell you..." He trails off, looking at the ground guiltily.
Well that's okay. I'll find out soon enough, Phil. "That's okay I guess. I'm going over to a friends house today anyway."
Okay, so here's my plan:
I'm going to follow Phil to wherever he's been going so often now.
I'm scared that he may be getting hurt, or hurting himself. He always comes home with a pained look on his face.
I have called a friend in case I need someone to cover for me, if Phil questions my 'plans'.
"Okay. Well, I guess I'll see you later then?" Phil likes to make statements in question form. To be fair, so do I.
"Of course, yeah. I should probably be off, too, actually."
So we both leave and I commence my plan...
I follow Phil to the Database that is closest to us. What is he doing here? What could he possibly need to look up every week? I go inside curiously, taking the cubicle behind him, so I can see what he's doing.
To pass the time, I pull up my account and start entering more information. I finally look up to see him doing something.
Okay, he's looking me up. Specifically how I would react to...him kissing me???
I'm curious, it says that there is about a thirty percent chance of me reacting well, a forty percent chance of no reaction from me, and a thirty percent chance of me reacting badly.
But no, that isn't right, because I just realized that I would kiss him. I would ask him to be my boyfriend, I would cheer him up when he was down. I would love him until the end of time.
Wait. He's looking up again? Double checking, I guess. It's a good thing too, because I have my account up, so I make sure to let the computer know that I would most definitely kiss Phil Lester. My Phil Lester.
And he looks pretty excited about that.
I race back to the house so I can get there before Phil does. I run in the door as Phil pulls up to our flat. I jump on my chair and into my browsing position with my computer, texting Phil that I just got back home from a friends house. Sent.
At that moment, he walks through the door and he looks pretty freaking happy. I sat up, arms draping over the side of my chair.
"Hey Phil." I said, smiling flirtatiously at him. I had a plan, and my plan was to flirt with him until he got the message, because I know he's not brave enough to just kiss me.
"Oh! Um, hey Dan." He says, looking around for a place to sit. I had made sure to pile stuff onto our couch, so he wouldn't have a place to sit. "Dan? Where did all this stuff come from?" He says, motioning to the mass of stuff on the couch.
"Oh yeah, sorry about that! I was looking for something. You can come sit over here though."
"Sure. Thanks, Dan." He walks over to me, looking confused when I don't stand up. Instead, I pull him onto my lap.
"Comfortable?" I ask, my lips brushing against his ear. He nods, gulping as his entire face turns red. I chuckle. "You're cute. You know that?" His eyes go wide as he looks at me. "Alright, babe, lets go to bed." I get up, teasing him.
Only he just stands there, shocked. I smile wickedly, going to my room. I get ready for bed and go to sleep.
The next morning I woke up late than usual. I ambled in the kitchen to the sight of Phil making breakfast. I wrapped my arms around him from behind, jealous of the fact that he always looks so good in the morning.
"Goodmorning." I mumble sleepily, placing my head in the crook of his neck. "Whatcha making?" He stiffens up at my touch.
"P-pancakes."
"Okay, cutie. I'm gonna go get ready for the day." I walk off, swaying my hips a little.
Phil comes into my room a while later, announcing that our breakfast is on the table.
"Okay, thanks. You're amazing." I say, not bothering to get up off my bed.
"I know." He joked. I look up at him, nervous all of a sudden.
"Can you-can you come here for a second?"
"Sure thing!" He ambles over and I stand up. I look at him, putting my forehead against his. This is it. I'm going to kiss Phil Lester. His breath hitches as I push our noses together.
No. I can't do it. Now I'm having doubts. What if he doesn't want to kiss me? I could ru-
Instead, he kisses me. Wrapping his arms around my neck and connecting our lips softly. I smile faintly, responding with love, not lust, and it's the best kiss I've ever had.
"I've been waiting so long for that." He pulls away slightly. "I love you so much, my Danny."
"I love you too, My Philly."
Always and forever. Until the end of time.
Which proved to be true.
Little note down here, I decided to combine this, as I don't like having multiple parts... Have a great life all of you lovelies~I will see you soon.
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