Phil's P.O.V
I woke up with his face into my chest. I felt his warmth of every exhale. His eyes were sealed shut but I knew he would wake soon. I didn't want to move or get up. Nothing to do today so why leave my bed when this is the most perfect moment I've/ we've had in a while. I kissed the top of his head, ran my fingers softly through is silky, chestnut brown hair. He's so beautiful, how did I get him? I remember the day I met him. The first time he met my parents. The first time he came round my house and I went to his. I remember the day he left the first time spent the weekend together and how much I cried cause I didn't want him to go. The first we kissed and held hands. The time when we got the apartment in Manchester. The good times are truly great. I felt him wriggle his arms up my chest to my hair, face, back, face. He lifted his head and looked me in the eyes. I smiled as he smiled back. He wriggled up my embrace and was more level to the top of my neck towards my chins. "Any plans today Philly?" He called me Philly. That's the first in a while. I shock my head before replying with a tranquillised no. He breathed out and snuggled further into my chest. "Perfect" He breathed out slowly. I rested my chin on top of his head and smiled. I didn't care if I was accepted by his brother or not. I just knew I was accepted by his parents ,and more perfectly, him. I loved him so much that I just can't be bothered him if I'm not accepted by his family, as long as I'm accepted into his life I'm fine. My parents love him too. Maybe a little too much sometimes, but at least he is accepted, too. I wanted to just forget about the world. Too many people are Homophobic and I hate it. Why can't people just accept that people are people no matter what gender, sexuality, size, shape, race or just who they are in general. I'm sure some people agree with world peace and everything but the people that CAN change it don't. I'm slowly drifting into a sleep again. Well,until I felt someone lift their hands over my head and down my back. "Phil?" I opened my eyes to see and Dan looking at me with his face now facing mine. "Yes?" In my head I wonder what he will ask or say. "I...."
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Remember
FanfictionDan loses his memory in an accident that had happened. He's just woken up and Phil has to make him remember who he is and who Phil is. Will Phil get Dan to remember or is Phil lost in a locked door away from his loved one forever.
