All He Wrote // Phan AU

Chapter 1.0

Okay so,

To celebrate that this is chapter 10 I filled it with many a fluff.

This is very cute and longer than the rest of my chapters and completely from Phil's point of view so you can get the whole picture instead of just snippets. 

I hope you enjoy this, and remember that someone loves you

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Maroon - love.

Phil's P.O.V

Dan kind of froze. His smile still on his face, his eyes still on my lips, but he just didn't move. Honestly I don't know why I said it, it probably sounded as if that's what I was planning all along but in all honesty I don't know where it came from. Maybe the exhilaration from the run or the bright red blush on Dan's right cheek masking his freckles. Or maybe that's just what I want right now.

But my chest hurts and my lungs are aching and somehow my subconscious seems to think it will be okay if he's here.

And then it's like he just suddenly rebooted. He very slowly tilts his head to the side and narrows his eyes as if computing what I said. And as if flicked by a switch I go back to my usual old self and I begin rambling.

"Y... You don't have to I was just saying because mums going to make dinner and I think its tacos and then it will be late and if you wanna stay I assume were the same size so I have clothes and we have a spare room and honestly I just like having someone I can play Mario cart with that isn't my brother and..."

Within two strides Dan has covered the length of my room from the bed to my dek and halfway through my sentence he places one arm around my waist and one on the back of my neck, slightly lifting me off of the ground. I cut off whatever I was saying and sigh as I let my head fall into the crook of his neck and my arms tangle around his waist. I feel him nod against the top of my head and although I know he is saying he would like to stay the night I know that this hug was to stop my rambling. I was stressing out to much and he knows that, but he knows that there was no need to stress.

And this one boy who I have been talking to for a week is hugging me and rubbing small circles into the side of my neck to calm me down.

"Thank you," I sigh into his shoulder as my arms fall from his sides and he lets me back down to flat feet. He smiles with that childlike innocence and flutters his eyelashes in a very obvious way. I push him away from me and he falls onto the bed chuckling to himself silently. He falls gracefully almost, he knew it was coming, and he doesn't try to get back up straight away. He lies there staring at my ceiling with his arms folded behind his head. His eyebrows furrowed slightly and his gaze fixed. I stumble over clumsily and sit beside him on the bed, surprised when he places his hand on my chest without looking and pushes me down to lay beside him. I look up and realise what he's staring at.

"Yeah, I did it two years ago. I was grounded and I missed the stars."

Across my ceiling is an elaborate paining of the night sky from my small country town. Moving to the city was hard, I lost my friends, my safe spaces, my privacy. The city always has eyes on you. And unlike small country town the light pollution fuelling those watchful eyes disguises those of the stars. We don't want to feel watched so we watch each other and hope it all cancels out.

Dan takes my hand and raises it directly in front of me as he does the same with this own, and while holding onto my wrist he manipulates his in sweeping motions. He looks like he's half painting, half pretending he's controlling a holographic computer screen. He makes his way from one corner to a spot directly above the empty space in my room and just points at it with both of our hands. That was the hardest part to pain. Although the colours throughout the rest of my artwork fade into one another, blues and purples and pinks all blending into one another to create a sky an hour after sunset, that one space doesn't fade well. Being directly over nothing it was difficult to paint, I was standing on a chair looking directly above my head and I rushed, not wanting to cause permanent damage to my neck.