Learn to love me - Phanfiction

Chapter 5

Dan's POV

I was awoken the next morning by the smell of toast. But not the normal smell, but burning toast. I quickly jumped out of bed, trying to ignore how dizzy and lightheaded I felt.

I shuffle to the kitchen, taking my duvet and wrapping it over my shoulders for warmth.

"PHIIIL, WHY ARE YOU BURNING BREAD AGAIN?" I yell from across the house as I make my way downstairs.

When I finally reach the kitchen, I see Phil infront of the stove frying some bacon and eggs, shirtless. I took a moment to admire his beautiful structure, before snapping myself out of it, after realizing what a weirdo I was being.

"I only burnt it the first time Dan!" Phil stiffled a laugh, trying to sound serious.

"Your so silly," I laugh."Why did you even-" I stop myself instantly, as I see the plate on the kitchen table.

It was literally full of all my favourites. After Phil had emptied the bacon and eggs onto my plate, he smiled at his work. The plate also had - not burnt - bread, some waffles and beans, a cute little salads portion and even another plate full of malteasers. Phil had also made my favourite smoothie, which was in a large fancy glass and a big swirly straw.

"Phil...what did you do?" I squealed, unable to contain the goofy grin.

"Um...I wanted to make up for being an idiot-"

"Phil your always an idiot." I joke, getting a playul punch om the arm from him.

"Well, i'm really sorry for being a shirtty boyfriend..." Phil said sadly.

"How the hell are you a shitty boyfrend?" I laugh, still not getting it.

"Dan, I love being your boyfriend. I really do!"

Wait a minute.

"It's just that you - well it's me, really, I've just been feeling lately that you and I-"

He isn't, is he?

"Dan, you know that...um...I just think that we-"

He is.

"Don't worry Phil! I-I comptely understand! Who'd wanna be with someone who can't even go outside without crying. It's all my fault Phil, don't worry!" I try to smile, but it's forced. And Phil can tell.

His eyes are confused, and sad. He takes a step towards me, but I step back. He continues doing this as I do too. Eventually, I reach the sofa, and i'm trapped.

"That's why you made me breakfast right? You wanted to make me happy before breaking up with me." I laugh coldly.

"Dan! I'm not breaking up with you though! You don't understand!! Please, bear, just listen to me!"

Sighing, I nod, signalling him to continue. He gently takes my hand into his, smiling into my eyes.

"How on earth could you possibly think that I would let someone as magnificent as you go? Dan, although I don't love you in that way yet, please remember, that i'm trying. Your still my best friend too, and I'm not being forced, I want to love you. Because I know how good you would treat me if you could wake up everyday next to me, and freely kiss me all you want, full of love, and maybe lust. I made this breakfast for you because I thought you deserved it! For sticking with me. I can only imagine how hard it must be loving someone who doesn't love you back, but I'm trying."

I stare into his eyes, amazed. Phil can make anything better. Even me. I shuffle forward, taking his hand into mine and interlocking our fingers.

"I'm sorry..." I choke out after a few minutes of silence, still amazed that Phil would feel like that, and I never even knew.