When - a Phanfic

Chapter Six

Dan's P.O.V.

It happend. It finally fucking happend. Philip Michael Lester kissed me, or did I kiss him. I don't know, but either way it was amazing. I hope its happens aga-.

That's when it hit me. It will never happen again. He is leaving in about three hours. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I started crying.

Phil's P.O.V.

That kiss was amazing. It felt as if I were holding hands with an angel gliding through the clouds, but that's when the storm hit, or the harsh reality.

I felt Dan's tears soaking my shirt. We were both thinking the same thing. That would be our first and maybe even last kiss, but I was determined to make sure it was certainly not our last.

"Dan?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I kiss you again?" I asked with confidence.

"Hell yes."

*two hours later*

During that past couple of hours Dan and I were just talking. Okay, and maybe we were kissing every now and then. Okay, maybe it was all the time.

I checked the time to see we had an hour left. I didn't want to tell Dan that tough. Just as I was putting my phone down I heard him speak up.

He spoke with tears.

"We have one hour."

"I-I know, and now I wish I would have told you sooner so all of this could have happend faster"

"Even though that would have been amazing I'm kind of glad that you didn't tell me sooner, otherwise all of this would have happend sooner, and we would have been more attached than we are now."

"Yeah. I guess you are kind of right."

"I'm not kind of right Phil. I am right."