Dear Future Me

Chapter 11: Hello 2012

I knock on the threshold of Phil's bedroom, looking to see he was currently on his bed just kind of laying there. I can't help but smile in amusement a bit despite feeling slight concern for him. It wasn't like Phil to take mental breaks like this, that was my job really.

My knocking seems to surprise him and his head shoots up to see me. "Oh." He says simply, putting his head back down and staring up at the ceiling again.

"Oh?" I'm smirking playfully, taking a seat on the side of his bed. I studied his features and overall they seem relaxed. His blue pools were covered by his eyelids and his ebony hair was kind of wild, but still seemed a bit kempt, proving he definitely wasn't freaking out terribly about anything. "That's all I get? Have I bored you with my kisses and cuddling already?" My voice was lively, expecting this to end with some kind of cuddling or making out, just as most conversations led to so far since that one night.

Phil's eyes don't budge although he expresses a light smile. "Totally." Sarcasm was pouring with the word and before I can reply he continues, shrugging. "I'm just thinking... About what's gonna happen when my Dan comes back. I mean, I love you to death in 2012 and always have but, Dan, I don't want to go from cuddling and flirting to screaming at each other from the top of our lungs. Even if I don't remember this, I really want to whether it's up to me or not. That way throughout the year I can remember what we had, what we will have eventually. To show that it's worth it, that it always was and it always will be." He answers, letting out a sigh and finally opening his eyes, his gaze falling onto my face as he studied every feature of it as if he was trying to make a photo memory of this time and the entire month just by looking at a face that was no different than his present Dan.

I sigh, then entwine my fingers into his. "There is a way for you to remember," At the comment he seemed confused until I shot him a warm smile and explained it to him. "I believe I promised you a video. Or, said I'd consider it. Let's go ahead and make one and make sure it's so adorable it would make even the phandom sick."

He sits up, smiling over at me. "Really? That's great! What kind of video should it be though?"

"Well, in the future we're a couple. So, why not the boyfriend tag?" I suggest, my voice sounded confident, yet on the inside I was terrified that this would change my future in 2016. If 2012 Phil remembered us and these memories, something could happen that could change 2016 Phil and my future. Either or, I risked it in the end. I did it for him. He wanted to remember at least some of this, I had to allow him at least a quick video of only 8 minutes long or so.

Phil jumped up at the suggestion then rushed for the lights and the tripod and everything. His frantic and excited behavior kept a smile on my face. A dumb, toothy grin to be specific, this Phil was just as adorable as mine when it came to something he was excited for.

"Alright, let's get this started. You've got the questions, right?" Phil asks me, clapping his hands together.

"Yes, I have them right here on my phone you dork. Now let's get this started, and remember this isn't for the phandom it's for you. So we don't have to act as if we're just really really good best friends." I remind him as he nods smiling and then leaning up to click start on the camera. I then choose to be the first to talk. "Hello 2012. My name is— Dan." I mimicked my very first video to get a laugh out of Phil despite the mental cringe attack it gave me just thinking about it. I choose to incorporate both of our beautifully cringey beginnings and shoot Phil a mischievous smirk. "And this is our first video blog." I wrap my arm around his neck and force his head into my neck, using my most mocking yet accurate northern accent in attempt to mimic Phil back in 2006.

Phil lets out a playful laugh, fighting to be free from my grip. "Hey, stop it!" He squeals and I let go of him and laugh at his request.

"Wow, I didn't think you were a squeaker. Or, you never were really." I wink in his direction causing him to blush.