Okay so I realized a few things. 1 I never use Pinterest but I have it, 2 I don't ever put descriptions about what I'm writing so you guys just guess from the title. And 3 I really like spaghetti
But only one of those is relevant. The spaghetti one of course. No, I was on Pinterest for like the first time in months and I came across writing prompts so yeah I'm gonna use one.
Dan always talked to himself, he didn't know why, he just went into his own world and talked. He talked about his feelings, what was on his mind, something funny that happened twenty minutes ago that he couldn't forget, he just spoke.
Phil knew that he did this so when he heard mumbling coming from Dan's room he didn't bother checking on him. Sometimes he would eavesdrop on him and see what was wrong. Other times he would just laugh to himself at how funny he found it even though Dan couldn't help it.
This one time Phil decided to listen in on Dan's conversation because he was bored.
He watched Dan through the cracked door as he paced back and forth. He didn't look very happy, he looked worried and stressed. Phil was concerned and listened harder so he could really understand what he was saying.
"I mean he's my best friend how could I be like this. I'm so dumb and if I tell him he'll hate me. I just love everything about him. I can't help it." Dan mumbled.
Phil couldn't help but to feel a little bit of jealousy. He didn't understand why though. He couldn't hear Dan anymore he was being too quiet. He watched him still, the way he walked back and forth with his long legs. His hair was a messy bush of brown curls that Phil loved. The way he wore big sweaters which made him look small even though he was a giant. Everything about him Phil loved.
"I mean I guess I could tell him." Phil heard.
"Phil's going to hate me." Dan sighed.
This made Phil curious, he could never hate Dan.
"I love him so much and I can't take it anymore, whether he loves me back or not." Phil opened the door a bit more so he could slide in.
Dan sat on his bed and put his head in his hands being too caught up in his thoughts to acknowledge Phil. "I have to face it, I'm in love with Phil Lester." Dan said standing up.
Phil was so shocked he couldn't speak. He knew he loved Dan. He thought the feelings went away from how much he suppressed them and didn't think about it, but you can't fight love.
Dan went to say something else when he saw Phil standing there. "How long have you been standing there?" Dan asked.
"Longer than you would've liked me to." Phil answered.
"So you heard what I said?" Dan asked backing up as if he was scared of Phil.
"Yeah." Phil said feeling his cheeks heat up.
"Look I'm really sorry, you probably hate me and I've made things terrible and I should've just dealt with it. You don't need me, you need someone better, someone who's not a mess like me and." Dan stopped rambling when he felt Phil soft lips on his.
Phil put his hands on Dan's waist and Dan put his around Phil's neck. They pulled away.
"I have to face it." Phil smiled. "I'm in love with Dan Howell."
Dan pulled Phil in close and hugged him tight. They laid on Dan's bed that night and just talked about anything and everything. But the best part was, they were in each other's arms.
