Fight For Love (Dan and Phil Fanfic)

Chapter 10

(Phil's POV)

The weeks went by, Dan continued to be my friend despite him getting his own friend group. He always tried to get me to join them whenever they hung out but I knew they didn't exactly accept me so I always politely declined. Dan always made time for me though. He came over almost every weekend. Whether it's to study or play video games, we even tried baking once. It was a huge fail and also incredibly messy. I want to do it all the time with him.

Remember when I said I was going to hide my feelings towards Dan because he's the only person in years to want to be my friend regardless of my sexuality and I didn't want to jeopardize that because of my attraction towards him? Yeah, that gets harder and harder every day.

We are just so compatible together. Dan and I have literally almost everything in common. Music, movies, anime, clothes, hair, video games, food, YouTubers, books, hair, etc. It seems like the only thing we don't have in common is who we like. I like boys, he likes girls. Or so I'm assuming. Dan is very attractive, if I can see it, so can anyone with eyes. As I expected a lot of girls throw themselves at Dan with his big brown eyes and dimpled smile. But I've noticed he always turns them down, no matter how much they flirt or how perfect they are. I don't really understand why he does that but I'm too shy to ask. Maybe he had a girlfriend that he had to break up with when he moved here? No, he would have told me that. Right?

Anyway, it's not just his personality that I like. I often find myself getting caught in daydreams about being with him. When he's near me my heart involuntary speeds up which can't be good for it but I can't help how I feel when he's around. My only friend in years and I can feel myself falling hopelessly in love. I'm only 16 though, do I even know what being in love means? Maybe I just love the thought of him and I think it's real love. Well, all I know is that when Dan is around no one else matters. All I want is him, all his flaws and imperfections and all his fears and desires. Just him. Dan, sitting across from me and talking to me like I'm last person he'll ever see again. Beautiful, perfect, wait, he just asked me question. What was he saying again?

I blinked a few times to bring myself back to reality. "Hmm?" I asked.

Dan smiled with confusion. "How did you not hear me? You were staring at me the whole time."

Oh no, he's getting suspicious! "Uhh," Make something up! "I was distracted by a fuzzy in your hair!" I said quickly. He frowned and ran his fingers through his hair in an attempt to get rid of the imaginary fuzzy. But he pushed his hair back so his hair was more in a quiff than the fringe I've gotten so used to. I swear my heart stopped. Dan in a quiff is so unbelievably attractive I thought I was going to throw up. I gulped not knowing what to do with myself. Dan frowned again at my change in attitude.

"Are you okay?"

DING

I shot up out of the kitchen chair I was residing in and forced myself to look away from him towards the stove. I talked quickly while I put on the oven mitts and pulled out the cake from the oven. "Y-yeah I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be? I'm just so excited to decorate this cake and surprise Martyn tonight when he gets home from work! And to eat it! Man I love cake so much! Who doesn't?" I set the cake on the stove top to cool off, took off the oven mitts, turned the oven off, and turned around to go sit down again. But when I turned I found myself face to face with Dan. I took a step back from shock and bumped into the stove. I felt the heat of the still warm oven on my lower back through my shirt, a heat that I felt cover my entire body with Dan standing so close. He raised one of his eye brows at me but said nothing.

"Phil," He started in a voice that was deep and serious that sent a shiver down my back that I tried not to show. This is not good. "tell me what's wrong, please." I didn't know what to do or say. My mind was in a million different places. Part of my brain was too focused on Dan, Dan, Dan! His appearance, his proximity, his voice, his eyes, what I wanted to do with him, do to him. It was clouding my mind in a way I could not control. Control! Control yourself Phil! I focused on the small part of my brain that was still paying attention to reality and the fact that Dan was still waiting for me to answer him. But I didn't have to because he spoke again.