{Dan's POV}
Phil Lester; my best friend, in fact he's my only friend really. I tend to get on peoples nerves or they think my anxiety takes over me and find me difficult; but Phil, Phil was different he cared and he was there during my existential crisis' when I needed him most, he was the kindest person I knew, whenever I needed him he was there without fail, every time no matter what he was doing, I was his priority.
I didn't deserve this; I knew I didn't but he did it anyway and that made me feel worthy, like I was special. I'd never had that with anyone before it was nice but I knew I wasn't special and I knew I didn't deserve it.
I was just wandering our flat looking for cereal when I heard rustling coming from Phil's room I walked in curious only to find him with his hand in my cereal box "I've been looking for that" I say kindly, he hands me the box
"Take some" I nod politely but when my hand finds its way into the box I realise there isn't any cereal left, he runs before I can get to him.
"APRIL FOOLS" I hear from the living room, I go join him on the sofa (A/N: that's a couch if you didn't know) I whisper "but its not even April?"
"JULY FOOLS" I look him in the eye.
"Your such a dork" I say, not breaking eye contact "but your my dork" he looks at me confused. ignoring the cuteness that is a confused Phil I cuddle up to him and whisper "I love you Phil lester"
"After all this time?"
"Always"
(I'm sorry to any HP fans who were not ready for that but I couldn't pass up the opertunity, be prepared for more references like that in future chapters "
(A/N so that was my first chapter I hope you enjoyed it 😁 I'm sorry for the always bit at the end but its one of my favorite HP scenes so I had to include it)
