Best Friends?

Chapter 1

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   I woke to a pillow to the face and the first thing I see when I open my eyes is Phil, looking innocent as ever with his morning bed head.

"Rise and shine! Awake awake!" He bounces off the couch and disappears around the corner.

"What's with you this morning?" My voice cracks and I roll over to sit up.

He must of had his morning coffee already, I think and stand up to go get dressed in my room. A happy Phil means a happy day.

I get into black skinny jeans and a grey jumper, and throw my clothes from yesterday in a heap on the floor, I'll get that later.

Once in the bathroom my hair has started to curl, and I decide to not straighten it. It's not as curly as before.

"Dan Dan Dan Dan Dan!" Phil runs through the hallway to the open door, and slides in with his socks.

"What what what what what?!" I copy back.

He shows me my subscriber count on his laptop, 'danisnotonfire' is only 126 away from 7 million! I have a weird bubbly feeling on the inside, but only show a little excitement on the outside, "Wow, what made you think of checking this?"

Phil shrugs his shoulders and leaves with a grin.

   I begin to brush my teeth and get myself ready for today, you never know what Phil has planned, or when.

After getting cleaned up, the kitchen seems like a good place to get some cereal, which Phil is not snacking on like he usually does in secret. Checking my Tumblr on my laptop I see a bunch of people have made edits with comments like, "They've been living together for 6 years!" And "Exactly 6 years since Dan moved in with Phil!"

Seeing all of this on my dashboard made me feel happy. Thinking about it, I went from fan, to friend. Best friend according to last night.

Phil came into our kitchen as I was finishing my cereal, and saw my dashboard with the comments, "So much support."

I nod, "It's kind of weird, that other people know so much about our lives. But definitely reassuring to know we have support."

Phil agreed with a smile. I loved his crooked smile, and the way the kitchen lights made his dark hair shine. I loved the way he was always so happy, and the way his eyes were so blue, especially when they were lit up in the sun. "Dan?"

Phil knocked me out of my trance, yet he was my trance. I almost blushed in embarrassment at the fact he caught me staring into space, mind filled with thoughts of him.

"Do you want to go out for lunch, a celebratory lunch?" He asks.

"Yeah! Yeah, wherever sounds nice. But no walking."

He laughs, tongue sticking out with effortlessly being adorable. "Okay fine! Underground then." Phil laughed.

I set my bowl by the sink and was about to walk away when I hear a whine, "Dan, put your dish away in the dish washer!"

I groan, "But I thought today was a good day!" Picking up my dish and dumping out the milk.

"Good days are clean ones too Dan."

I grunt a fine, yet I felt so happy, Phil's whiny voice was really cute.

We clean up the kitchen, and Phil manages his house plants, like usual. His love for house plants made me laugh, because he treated them all like children, and it made him even more delightful.

After we got the house caught up, not my room of course, that would take hours, it was 12:37PM. I walk over to the couch and was about to begin my browsing position and possibly edit a video I filmed a couple days ago, when Phil jumped into the living room. "Dan, time to get ready to go eat!" He reminds me.

"Ugh, bht Phil, I just got comfy." I argue.

Phil shook his head and grab my feet and playfully threatens to pull me off the couch. "Wait! Wait wait! Phil no!" I snicker and tried to kick my legs out of his grasp.

"Then get up!" He grins and starts to pull me off.

Setting my laptop to the side, I try to stand, but of course fail from the obvious reason, "I can't stand up when someone's holding onto my feet!"

Phil laughs and lets go of my feet. Running away from me he shouts, "Hurry up!"

Later on, we end up going to a small restaurant on the other side of London. Phil and I sit in a booth facing each other in the dim lights. Phil has ordered a fancy pasta and I ordered a delicious well-done steak.

"This is quite fancy for lunch don't you think?" I question.

Phil finished chewing and then looked up at me across the table, "Yeah, but I was hoping we could just have supper at our place, I got stuff for salad at the shop."

I almost choke on my bite of steak, "Salad? Phil do you know who I am?"

"No trust me, it'll be good. I promise!" He quickly nodded his head.

"Fine fine, if you promise."

Phil's eyes almost glow blue in the dark, that's how beautiful they were. And once again, his fringe was in the perfect place that made him look amazing. His natural beauty soaking up the light from every candle and lantern.

We finish up our food and pay the bill, then head back out to get a taxi. Phil and I laugh together, his wonderful laugh ringing back in my ears.

Once we got back to our flat, Phil and I race up the stairs, resulting in me huffing while singing the words, "I am the champion, my frrieend." As we got to the living room.

"Oh yeah?" Phil breathes, "I bet I'll beat you at Mario Kart!"
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Hmmm, 2 chapters in a day.....