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i havent done a spelling check yet, sorry children

dans pov;

I open the door and see the most magnificent scene I've ever witnessed.

Our entire apartment is bathing in the soft, yellow-amber glow of candles, stuck in all corners.
The floor is covered in deep, dark, red flower petals; roses, amaryllises, anemones, daisies, you name it.

I stumble into our house and look at Phil.

'Phil.. Did you do this?' I ask, in awe.

'Y-yes. Do you like it?' he replies, 'You can be honest. Please tell me if you don't like it!'

I walk up to him, wrap my arms around his waist and snuggle my head into his chest.

'I love it.'

Phil guides me into the lounge, where I'm greeted by a fully decked out dinner table; complete with fancy plates, soup bowls and champagne glasses.

'Phil, why did you do this? I don't deserve this.'

'Yes you do, I care about you and you deserve this so much.'

'I don't know what to say.'

'It's fine.'

(u dont know how badly i wanted to write 'don't say anything' there, but that wouldve been wAY too cringy)

~tiny winy time skip~

Halfway through dinner, Phil stands up.

'What are you doing?' I ask.

'Nothing, I'll be back in a minute, don't worry.' Phil replies.

He seems nervous.

'Is everything all right?'

'Yes! All is good.' he replies a little too quickly.

'Oh, okay then.'

A few moments later, Phil walks back into the room.
Instead of sitting back down he walks around the table, towards me.
He grabs my hand and leads me into the middle of the room.

'Phil.. What's going on?' I ask, feeling confused.

He shushes me and grabs both of my hands.
He gets down on one of his knees and reaches into his back pocket.

What was he doing?

'Dan. I know that this might be really weird and don't worry, I'm not asking you to marry me. But, I do have something else to ask you.
I've been lying. I've been lying to myself, to everyone else, but most importantly, I've been lying to you. And for that, I am so sorry. Like I said, I've even been lying to myself as well. I didn't even know what I felt for you. That one day, when we were at the park after having had lunch together. That was the day I fell for you. And before that, I didn't even know. My question to you is..'

He takes a box out of his backpocket and opens it. In it, there's a dried, dark rose, which somehow seems familiar. Next to it, are two small, dark earrings, shaped like little roses.

'..will you please do me the huge honour of being my boyfriend Dan?'

Phil just actually asked me that.

How can I say no to that?

I can't believe it.

'Dan?'

I realise I've been quiet for too long.

'It's fine if you don't, I just thought I'd-'

'Yes. God, yes please.'

'What?'

'Yes, I want to be your boyfriend. Please.'

Phil's eyes start to shine, showing a little twinkle in them.
He stands back up on his feet and looks into my eyes.

Then, we slowly lean in, not breaking eye contact.

This is the moment I've -frankly- been waiting for.

And then, our lips touch each other.
I notice how soft his actually are.
I've spent enough time looking at them but I've never touched them before.

We stand there, in the middle of our lounge, kissing, for what feels like an eternity.

When we finally pull back to regain our breath, we stare into each others eyes.

'I think I love you Phil.' I breathe out.

'I think I love you too Dan.'


im actually really not happy with this chapter but whatever, i might change it later

please vote if you somehow did enjoy it lol, it helps me out a lot

thanks for reading

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