Watched // Phan (HIATUS)

Chapter 17

(October 2009)
Dans pov:
6 days ago I had enough courage to upload my first ever video to YouTube. In those days, it has reached over 100 views. That's insane, I've not even met that many people in my life! People are telling me to keep up the good work, and some have subscribed. Phil was my first subscriber, but that isn't a surprise is it?
Me and Phil are sitting playing Mario kart in the bedroom. We have played 7 games so far, I've won 4, and Phil is losing to me with 3. Just a couple more, and, booya! Phil throws his controller onto the bed. "It's not fare, how come you've been playing for a few months, yet you're already better than the one who has competed in actual competitions with it, and won!" He covers his face with his hands, I giggle even though I feel quite bad. I pull him into one of those awkward side hugs that we all do for some reason. "Awe no baby. Don't get upset with me or yourself because of a stupid game. It doesn't mean anything, except that a rookie is better than you". Phil groans under his Breath while wrapping his arms around me, for what I think is a hug. "Shouldn't is done that Howell" he exclaims, laughing as he lifts me up by my waste and throwing me on the bed, much like his controller. "Aah!" I squeal while he sits on top of me. We both laugh in sync. "None is aloud to trash talk except from me, okay?" Phil sarcastically states. I chuckle, "Yes sir yes". The boy looks down at me with his looks, as I look back up with heart eyes. We get lost in each other's gaze.
Minutes later, Phil breaks the ice. "Hey, why don't we do a collab on my channel? I think it would be good in helping you get a wider audience". He gives me a cheeky wink, letting me sit up in place. "Okay" I reply as Phil helps me onto my feet. "But can we keep our relationship a secret for now, In case someone from my school sees it?" Phil smiles weakly, nodding his head for approval. "Let's do it!"
"Why do you always make cat whiskers on your face?" Is the first question that I see on twitter. Phil looks at me confused. "Since when did I start drawing cat whiskers?" He asks surprised. I giggle, looking around the room for a pen. Finally I come across a sharpie. "Will this do?" I ask, Phil smiles widely, "Perfect!" We spend what feels like 30 minutes laughing at each other's shaky hands, and how much it tickles our noses. Eventually our faces go back to there normal shades, and we can continue the video...
We finish up our last question which Is 'what was your first word?', Phil answers before turning off the laptop. I stare into the camera. "This was the most fun I've ever had-" The breath gets taking out of me when Phil leadoff on top of me, making me fall back onto the floor. I laugh as he picks himself off my chest so that he can look at me. "You're such a weirdo" I say to the booty looking down at me, he does an adorable giggle, "I know". Before I can do anything else, Phil reconnects our lips, but this time it didn't last for a couple seconds. This moment lasted for longer, The passion that we've been missing feels complete every time we touch. I love this man with all my heart, and he loves me. Our lips move easily with each other, as they normally do. His legs sit at either side of mine, his fingers tangling my straightened hair. I wrap my arms around him as the kiss continues, pulling him closer to me. His hips grind against Mine, making a moan make it's way out my mouth. Suddenly my eyes open wide when his hand travels up my shirt, I pull away from him. "Baby, the camera" I remind him. "Shit," I giggle when Phil frantically starts sitting back up into a normal position. I make a heart with my hands. "Let's end it like this" I ask, Phil smiles while making the heart. "Byyyee!" We say in sync, mumbling to ourselves before turning off the camera. The handsome boy walks back to me, a smirk printed on his face. "Well," he begins, climbing on top of me. "Where were we?"

Phil's pov:
It's the next morning after filming 'Phil is not on fire', I'm huddled up in bed with the love of my life lying unconscious next to me. We are both only in our underwear, (obviously, after last night...) Dans breaths are warm against my bare flesh, his hair so curly it's cute. I smile down at the sleeping Angel, the way his arm is draped across my chest still sets off fireworks inside my stomach. From my angle, I can see a couple scars, not many, but still some bruises. I close my eyes tight at the sight of them Again. "Morning babe," a high pitched voice calls, my eyes opening to the sound. "Morning, did you have a little puberty there?" I joke. "Oi!" Dan replies, punching my chest lightly while hiding his face against my arm. "You're one to talk, Mr croaky pants". I laugh at his 'insult' while pulling him into a hug. "Anyway, did you sleep well?" I ask, Dan looks up at me with big bright eyes. They might be brown, but they are the most colorful brown eyes I've ever seen. He grins. "Yes. I mean, I was quite tired after last night. Weren't You?" He asks. "Uh-Hu. I bet I was more tired than you" I protest. He laughs while shaking his head. "Actually, I bet on that too", we both fall into a fit of giggles in each other's embrace.
I'm standing at the breakfast bar, (still only in my underwear) admiring the grey skies Outside. I begin eating my shredies when something catches me off guard. "MOTHER FUCKER!" I hear Dan Shout from the kitchen next door. "Phil..." He says through shaky breaths. I rush through and stand frozen in the doorway when I see Dan gripping the wrong end of the knife in the middle of the room.

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Hey! Yeah I think That I'm not gonna write smut, I'll leave it up to your own imaginations! But you never know, maybe one day that will change ;) also YAAAAAASSS ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER XDD