sent ➳ phan

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dan

i'll be there in 15 :)

its the last thing phil sent me.

this time, he told me to meet him at the coffee shop near our school to which i agreed. i always liked how the place always pleasantly smells like coffee and how it is always neatly organised. the beige-themed decor is almost aesthetically pleasing (or how the people from tumblr would describe it) to look at.

i intentionally arrived earlier than the time phil and i agreed to to find a good seat. i ended up choosing the table for two near the store's transparent glass walls, revealing the uninterrupted view of the busy streets.

i pulled the edges of the long sleeves to my palms to make sweater paws and delicately held the coffee cup between my hands. i took a gentle sip of my now lukewarm coffee, careful not to scald my tongue.

ding! the bell on the door chimed followed by the entrance of the man that i've been waiting for.

phil.

he's wearing a navy blue button up and a pair of really tight black jeans. i can't help how noticed how defined his hips looked on those jeans. he's also probably really b—

okay dan, calm yourself, you're in public and you're actually about to meet phil.

i watched closely as phil timidly looked around the shop until his eyes landed on me, "dan?"

i was going to wave at him until i noticed how shaky my hands got, so i settled for a tentative smile.

he smiled back and sauntered towards me. i gestured towards the seat in front of me, silently asking him to take a seat to which he obliged.

"hey," phil smiled wider (if that was even possible)

"hi," i smiled again and looked down

"why are you alone? where's chris?"

"ah, actually, i came here on my own. i'm not with chris." i bit my lip, "i'm meeting someone today."

"really? what a coincidence! i'm meeting someone too!" he looked so excited and i found it really adorable, i almost aww'ed out loud.

until i realised why am i here in the first place.

"so, u-umm. what time are they going to be here?" i asked, digging my fingers to my thighs in a poor attempt to ease the anxiety building up inside me.

"around this time, actually. i thought he already arrived." he chuckled, "oh well, i'm a bit early. i'm really excited to meet him you know." he smiled, "i really just want to fast forward 'til he arrives so i can hug him."

i felt heat creeping up my neck, "o-oh, that's so sweet phil. he's so lucky to have you." i looked down

"if anything, i'm the one who's lucky to have him."

i bit back a smile, thinking of how to reply.

how do i tell my heart to calm down

"oh, and dan?"

i looked up on reflex, "yes?"

the giddy phil i saw a few moments ago is gone. he's looks all fidgety and nervous now. did i do something that made him uncomfortable?

"t-the other day, i'm sorry." he finally looked at me in the eye

"wh-what are you sorry for?"

"when we were on the cafeteria, i feel like i made you uncomfortable. i'm sorry that won't happen again."

"no!" i mindlessly slammed my fists on the table which caused a lot of people to look in our direction. i sent them tentative smiles whilst muttering 'sorry' under my breath. i sighed and once again turned to look at phil, "i mean, i'm sorry, you did nothing wrong. i was just being stupid."

"no dan, i understand i made you uncomfortable. i—"

"you don't understand, phil." i cut him off harshly, gritting my teeth.

he looks taken aback with my outburst and seemed to cower on his seat. i felt a pang of guilt in my chest. i have caused that.

"i just—it wasn't your fault, okay?" i placed my hands on his tentatively, "please don't beat yourself over it. you did nothing wrong. i'm just really messed up."

"i understand." he nodded, "i know we haven't been talking recently but i just want you to know that i'm always here if you want someone to talk to. you can just tell me about anything, i wouldn't mind. i care so much about you."

i bit my lip in attempt to will the tears to go away and once it did, i finally looked back at him and sent him a close-mouthed smile and squeezed his hand.

damn, why do i cry easily

"thank you so much. that means a lot."

"anytime."

"oh, and phil?" i retracted my hands back

"yes?"

i swallowed the lump in my throat and took a deep breath before saying, "i'm dan."

"silly, i know that already."

"no, i mean the dan you talk to in kik. the one you're supposed to meet today."

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grae: im not really good at english, it isnt my first language and i dont have a proofreader soo im sorry for the grammar mistakes, you can point it out nicely if u want.

im still trying to get used to danielhowell bc ngl i miss seeing twitter handle danisnotonfire

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if we get 5 votes ill update the next chapter fast :)