kik | a phanfiction [completed]

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i know author notes at the start of stories are the worst but just read ok ok

um hi i don't have a better excuse for this being late then a massive writersblock and misfit. its fucking great yall (though im probs the latest to read it)

and a lil note that ive been in the O2 once and ive never been to any concerts (besides tatinof) and i have no clue how anYTHING looks k? so if anythings wrong im sorry

(also this chapter is kinda short and not well edited soz)

ok enjoy my crap chapter now ] : )

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Dan and Phil pulled apart and looked at eachother. They were smiling so bright their cheeks hurt. "Of course I came."

Dan grinned even wider. "How come we get all sappy when we talk in person?" He chuckled and started walking, making sure Phil followed. They walked in silence until they got outside of the station and the O2 came into view. "I just.. Get lost in how pretty you look and start talking shit I guess."

Dan's head immediately turned downwards with a dark crimson prominent on his cheeks. "Aren't you supposed to not swear?" Dan mumbled with the corners of his lips twitching upwards. "I only swear if im passionate about something or really freakin' stressed, like I was this morning." The slightly taller boy looked over at him with an eyebrow raised. "How come?"

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Phil finished talking about his hectic morning just as they walked into the huge waiting area. Dan had been laughing non-stop at how adorably terrible Phil's morning had gone. "M-my favorite part is when you fell over in the k-kitchen", the brown haired boy said between gasps of air.

Phil rolled his eyes with a smile and gave him a light push in the shoulder "Ha-ha, very funny, now where are the tickets?"

The taller boy lifted up his jacket and pulled out two pieces of paper from his pocket. He grinned like a little child and waved them in front of Phil's face. He let a little giggle slip and took ahold of the ticket, brushing against Dan's hand in the process. Their cheeks darkened in sync by the light touch, even though they'd been engulfed in eachothers arms only a few minutes prior.

Phil was quick to shake the flustered look off his face and fully grab the ticket. "Thanks." he whispered and gave a small smile.

The waiting area was filled to the brim with people both younger and older than the pair. Phil took a quick glance down at his ticket to check if they would be seated or standing. His eyes widened to the size of saucers.

"We're going to stand in the very front?!" He exclaimed while flailing his arm at his friend.

Dan chuckled and nodded vigorously with fondness painted all over his face. The shorter of the two grinned even wider and clapped his hands like a child. Dan laughed some more and asked the question who had been lingering in his mind for a while. "How come you're like a innocent little kid now but talk about fucking me senseless in snowcaves and penetrating me with cacti on kik?"

"The cactus one was actually your idea daniel." Phil looked over at the now blushing boy beside him with a smirk. "W-well yeah, but anyways." Dan stuttered.

Phil just shrugged and focused his gaze forward again. "I guess you just pull the best out of me in different ways".

"Shut up." And as if even possible, Dan's cheeks turned a shade darker.

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"My heart is beating so fast!" Phil shouted loud enough for the taller of the two to hear. "Same here!" He shouted back just as loud.

The massive arena was packed with shouting, singing and/or crying people and you had to yell at the top of your lungs to even get the person next to you to hear you. Dan and Phil had never been more excited.

After they'd exchanged those words, the band broke out on stage. The already loud arena exploded.

The pair screamed of joy and jumped up and down. Dan grabbed ahold of Phil's shoulder and started shaking him. The were scrambling with happiness and sung along as the band started.

About half way through the concert the crowd was at it loudest. If you shouted at someone more than a meter away, they wouldn't hear you. That's when Phil decided to do it.

He inhaled a huge amout of air, filling his lungs to their max capacity. And he yelled. Yelled louder than he'd ever yelled. He was sure he wouldn't be able to use his voice properly for a long time.

"Dan Howell, I love you!!"

He was sure no one heard, because no one turned. Everyone around him was just singing and screaming and hadn't even acknowledged his words. Phil was glad he did that little practice for when he would tell him for real.

But he soon noticed that he'd done a bit more than practice - because Dan turned to face him.

Phil realized what he had just done, but instead of feeling uneasy and ashamed, he felt relieved. A wide grin spread across his pale face.

Dan's eyes were huge and glassy as his face turned to Phil with a dumbstruck expression. His big brown orbs were filled with so many emotions that Phil couldn't even pinpoint them all. Confused, surprised, excited, bewildered. Though the emotion most prominent in his eyes and the rest of his features was happiness. He couldn't stop smiling and neither could Phil.

They stood there staring at eachother with teary eyes for a long time. The noise around them would almost be unbearable for a person in a normal situation. But they couldn't hear anything. The only sound blaring in their ears were their heartbeats.

They were beating in sync. Not in sync with the music, no, in sync with eachother. Phil was staring and Dan and Dan was staring at Phil. No sound was heard from any of the two before a single tear rolled down the brunette's cheek.

"I love you too, Phil Lester."