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Fifteen

 I woke up the next morning to a bright light shining through my blinds. I acquainted and sat up, stretching and rubbing my eyes, reluctant to get up. I decided to check my phone, but my mood went sour when I saw my phone wallpaper. It was a picture of Phil and I. It was Christmas, and we were both in festive jumpers. Phil had his arms around my neck, his lips lightly pecking my cheek. I was smiling widely, holding the phone with one hand with the other around Phil's waist. I remembered that moment, how happy we were. I wanted to go back. I wanted his kisses, his hugs, I wanted to wrap myself around him and feel his arms holding me close. Then I had an idea. Though I knew the idea alone wouldn't get him back, I hoped it would help him to forgive me, if it was possible. I jumped up, grabbing a fresh shirt and jeans. I grabbed my wallet and phone, throwing on a jacket and running out the door. I walked the streets until I came to the shop I was looking for. Ready with a bouquet of flowers Phil was sure ot love, some of his favourite sweets, and a card with a cute lion and bear on it, I was making a visit to Phil's flat building. I arranged everything nicely and finished signing the card before entering. I walked up the steps the the fourth floor, where Phil was. I wondered if he was home, and what he was doing. I he was still sleeping or out for the day. I set the gifts down, positioning them perfectly before continuing to stand there for a moment. Once I had mustered up the courage, I rang the doorbell and ran, escaping before he could see me. As I stepped down the stairs, I heard Phil open the door and gasp slightly. I smiled a bit to myself as I left the building.

Phil's POV~

I was fully awoken by the sound of my doorbell ringing. Who could be up this early? I slowly got off the couch, wondering why on earth I had been sleeping there, and opened the door. At the front of my door was a bouquet of flowers, a box of sweets (my favourite), and a cute card that looked like it was meant for a six year old. And I was sure I had a good guess who left them. I opened the card and sure enough, my guess was right.

Dear Phil,

Phil, I am so so soo sorry. I didn't know what I was doing when I did it, it just happened. Before I could even blink I was naked on his bed and being used like no other. (I'm sorry for the image.) It was awful, Phil, and I regret every second of it. I know it was wrong, so wrong, and I understand why you wouldn't want to take me back. Just know that if you don't, I will still love you, forever and ever. If you do, then I will be waiting with open arms, ready to apologise for the rest of my sorry life ass. This card is a bit too small to write all that I want to say, so just know this- I love you <3

~Dan

Dan's POV~

Two weeks later, Phil hadn't contacted me and it had honestly downed my mood a bit. I wasn't expecting him to just come running back, I mean, I really fucked up, I had just expected some kind of contact. But I tried to continue life as normal. I had planned to run to the shop for my mum, so I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans, a black shirt, and a jacket. I slipped into some shoes and grabbed my phone, checking twitter before being ready to leave. Though Phil was gone, I had the hope that he would come back to keep me going.

I slowly made my way down the stairs, hearing my mumu speaking and figuring she might be on the phone, as my dad was at work. I didn't want to disturb her. As I made my way down the final step and turned the corner, I stopped in my tracks. I saw not only my mum, but who she was talking to. Sitting next to her, holding a cup of tea and legs crossed, was Phil. Beautiful, sunshine Phil, who I hadn't seen in far too long. I couldn't even move for a moment. They had their backs to me so they hadn't even seen me/ It wasn't until I dropped my keys from the nervous shock that Phil turned to see me.

"Hey, love," Phil said, standing. I almost hated how casual he was. "You mum invited me for tea, so I-"

"Phil!" I said, tears forming as I ran and wrapped my arms around his neck, almost knocking him over.

"Hey, love," Phil said with a chuckle as he wrapped his arms around my waist and let me bury my face in his chest.

"I'll leave you two alone then," my mum said with a smile. It took a moment before Phil had to push me off of him, holding onto my shoulders.

"You okay, love?" Phil asked, seemingly joking but a hint of concern.

"Y-yeah, I'm great, I just, I started thinking you'd never come back, and I just- I love you so much, Phil," I blurted out, moving to hug him again. But Phil held me back, and I looked at him with a confused look.

"We'll have plenty of time for that. Now, how about we go into town, yeah?" Phil said with a bright smile as he put his hand on my cheek. I nodded and let him kiss me lightly before we left.

"Hey, Dan?" Phil said, squeezing me a bit. I was laying next to him, head on Phil's shoulder, while his arm was around me.

"Yeah?"

"I love you," Phil said simply, squeezing me a bit. I got on top of Phil, on knee on either side of him. I leant down, lips ghosting over Phil's for a moment.

"I love you too," I said before leaning down a bit to capture his lips in a kiss. We continued for a moment before Phil's hands made their way under my shirt and on my back, pulling my shirt up.

"Phil, I've got school tomorrow, I can't-"

"God, I don't care, Dan," Phil said sitting up, me on his lap with my legs wrapped around him.

"But shouldn't I be receiving an adequate amount of sleep to keep me from getting depressed? It's supposed to keep me happy, you know," I said matter-of-factly, acting like a smartass.

"Well, does sex make you happy?" Phil asked as he ran his hands up my back, still trying to remove me shirt.

"Well, I mean, yeah-"

"Then that should be good enough, right?" Phil said with a smirk.

"You're so persuasive, god dammit," I said as I let him remove my shirt.

"But that's why you love me," Phil said surely.

"That's why I love you," I assured, kissing him hard and pushing him back down on the bed.

FIN. This is the last chapter! Yay! I'm so sorry for posting this pretty late, but, better late than never. What did you think? It would be really great and much appreciated to get some kind of feedback, so thank you so much! And thank you so so soo much for reading, it means a lot I've always loved writing and stories and stuff, so it's cool to have real people willingly read my stories rather than me thrusting a paper at them and forcing them to tell me it's good (true story). But yeah, don't mean to rant. Anyway, if you have any questions, suggestions, feedback, etc., just let me know, I'm always super happy to talk or take any suggestions or criticism. 

Anyway, Thank you sooooo much. I hope you are having a very very very good day. Tell me about yourself, about your day, what your favourite things are, anything, I'm happy to talk or just to listen. If you're not happy, I hope you do anything and everything you can to get there, because one day, you're going to hit your peek, the best and happiest moment of your life, and you're going to say, I made it. I fucking made it. So go out there, face your fears, say fuck you to those friends that back-stab you, or ask the person you like out, because the worst that can happen is they say no. Live your life like you fucking own it, because you do. you have control over everything you do and how your life is going to turn out- steer it in the right direction (unless the right direction is left, then go left). ANYWAY, thank you so much and goodbye! <3 ^-^