Dan Lester and Phil Howell ✔️(Completed)

I'm not Dan.

(Phil's p.o.v.)

I groaned, blocking the sunlight from my eyes. I sat up, thinking about my dream. Dan's hand went through me, and he said my eyes were brown. It was weird because when he said that, his eyes were blue.

I heard Dan scream from his room, and bolted up. "Dan?" I yelled at him, my voice sounded higher, more southern, and more posh than usual. "PHIL WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!?" I heard my own voice scream back. I ran in, seeing Dan on his bed, except..

His eyes were blue, and his hair was black. I cried out when seeing him. "What's going on!?" I shrieked, tripping over onto the bed. "I don't know!" He yelled back. It was weird seeing my body with Dan's face, and hearing my voice come out of his mouth.

I then turned towards his mirror and saw myself, except I had curly brown hair, brown eyes, and my own face. "Well on the bright side, I'm finally taller than you." I laughed slightly, but the look on Dan's face shut me up. He rolled his eyes and started to pace around the room. "Why us Phil, why us?" My voice screamed.

I rushed next to him. "Don't cry." I mumbled, hugging him tightly. "..Craft.." I laughed Dan's loud laugh, falling off the bed. Dan glared at me, but soon smiled, and started laughing too. Anyone who walked in would've seen Dan Howell rolling around on the floor laughing uncontrollably, and a confused Phil Lester staring at him.

I stopped laughing when I saw myself staring down at me, horrified. "Dan?" I mumbled, watching as his nose slowly transformed into my nose, thus fully becoming Phil Lester. "Phil!?" He started to panic again. I looked over at the mirror just in time to see my mouth become Dan's mouth. I was staring at Dan's reflection.

(Don't judge my horrible writing okay. Don't cry, craft.)