Lessons (A Phanfiction)

Chapter Eight

(WARNING: Slight Smut at the end. Mostly just making out and neck kissing.)

(A/N: Sorry this book is shit, it was mostly just something fun. It will be ending soon, but if you do like my writing, no worries, I'll probably be writing another Phanfiction since I already have an idea for it. Lastly, SHOUTOUT TO brezgirl0303 for voting so much.)

After three years, Phil still looked as beautiful as ever. His skin was as pale as ever, and his hair shiny and black with only the absolute best hair dye on the market. His shoulders were still broad, and he wore a black and blue shirt that made him look perfect. His eyes were the most beautiful though. They no longer seemed guarded, it was obvious he had found himself in the years he had been away from Dan. His blue eyes sparked with the most love in the world, and Dan could see Phil's breath hitch after he had spoken. Tyler was silent, nothing but a smirk on his face.

"Phil..." Dan breathed. Dan didn't know what to feel, or what to do. Did he cry and run over to Phil and kiss him? Or did he scream and beg for the reason why he left? Or did he just stare at the boy he had missed so much in the past few years? Dan felt his stomach turn uncomfortably, and his throat tighten. He tried to stop his tongue before it said something wrong, but his mouth moved with out Dan's consent. "I've missed you so fucking much you fucking asshat." He said, covering his smile as he began to cry quietly, watching as Phil smiled as bright as ever. 'My Sunshine...' Dan thought to himself as Phil huffed out a sad laugh, before getting up and stumbling over to Dan, just a foot apart now. He thought for a moment that Phil would hug him, kiss him, do something, but Phil just stopped and stared at Dan.

Dan was sickly thin, but knew that he was getting better from Tyler telling him about it. Phil never stopped watching over and caring for Dan. From the day Phil had left, he called Aiden, Jake, Tyler, and Mr. Howell daily to know how Dan was doing. His heart broke when that would talk about how sad he was, and how sad he always seemed, even when he was happy, they would say he was sad. Phil sent money to Tyler every week so that Dan didn't have to pay rent, and so that Tyler could pay for all the food and supplies they needed. He would often watch Dan's YouTube videos to see how he was doing, and just to hear his voice again. Just to see his brown eyes sparkle again, and hear his voice squeak to the camera. Phil was so proud of Dan, and was so sorry for they pain he had caused. He knew they needed to sit down and talk about everything, understand who they were, and where their relationship would be. He knew that better then anyone in the room. But right now, Phil was only sure about a few things.

1.Dan was still as beautiful as the day Phil had last seen him.

2.He missed Dan.

3.He was Jake's Best Man.

4.He was having auditions to sign with a new musician tomorrow.

5.Lastly, he was still head over heels in love with the brown haired boy before him.

Then, before he could make any move, Dan's lips were against his, and Phil had never felt more at home then down. Smelling Dan's sweet scent, Dan's soft lips against his, the younger boys arms wrapped softly around Phil's neck, and Phil's hands gently placed against Dan's hips. Everything was perfect. After a moment, Dan pulled his lips away, resting his forehead against Phil's looking into Phil's eyes as both boys caught their breath, just taking in everything. They stared into each other's eyes. Phil's were still perfect oceans reflecting the late night sky. Dan's had softened into golden-caramel pools, making Phil smile to Dan. In that moment, Dan knew as much as he hated Phil, he needed him. He needed him because Dan was the moon, he had such a dark side, and he only seemed the brightest when he was alone. But that wasn't true, because Phil wasn't just a ray of sun, he was the sun, blindingly bright and so hot that he could burn you, but without the sun, the moon can't shine. Without Phil, Dan can't shine either, he can only sit in darkness. He was never okay without Phil, and he knew he and Phil had a lot to talk about, and by a lot, Dan meant A LOT. But none of that mattered as he stared into Phil's eyes.