Waiting for You // Phan

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Phil's POV

"Phil, can you come with me, later? Just to the park or something. It's ok if you don't want to." Dan said quietly, as he, Phil and PJ got ready to go back to wherever.

Phil looked at him and smiled. "Sure. Is PJ coming?" Dan shook his head.

"Louise and Tyler?" he shook his head again. "Just me and you." Dan went a little red when he said it, but quickly recovered. "I- I need to talk to you. About- something." Phil nodded, intrigued but not ready to press Dan any further. Dan quickly dropped his gaze.

"Come on then people! Lets move out!" PJ bellowed, grabbing Dan's wrist and pulling him to his feet. As they began to walk out of the door, Phil saw Dan mouth to home: "I'll call you."

"Bye Tyler." Phil said, as he walked out into the cool midday air. Dan was shifting around in his usual nervous way, and PJ was looking impatient.

Tyler frowned at him. "Why are you in such a hurry?"

PJ shrugged. "I don't know. I just want to go home, and sleep in my own bed."

"You slept all night here!" Tyler said incredulously, but PJ shook his head. "Don't care."

Tyler rolled his eyes and shut the door, but they could see his laughing face through a small glass pane, so they knew he wasn't that annoyed.

"Come on then." PJ said, as they started the walk back to the station where Phil would have to separate from his two friends.

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Dan

Meet me at the station
@ 2. I need to talk.

Ok see you then

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P

hil's heart pounded as he walked back to the station from his house to meet up with Dan. Dan had said he wanted to talk, and if PJ wasn't supposed to know, it must be serious. Maybe it even involved Phil.

But whatever it was, Phil was going to accept and agree with it. Because when it came to Dan, it was near to impossible not to agree with him.

It was about 1.50pm, so Dan was supposedly going to meet him in 10 minutes. Phil briefly remembered those last ten minutes of when his watch still counted numbers.

10 minutes. That's all I've got. Then I meet The One. As if it's the watch controlling me, I walk toward the canteen with my 'friends'. They're rowdy and annoying. But I can put up with that easily if what I get afterwards is something I have forever.

5 minutes.

4 minutes.

3 minutes.

2 minutes.

1 minute.

We are walking as a group, and I am roughly shoved toward the back, not deliberately, but still. The double doors are only a few paces in front of us.

Hands connect with the doors, and we burst into the room. For a split second, my eyes meet a pair of brown ones, before disorientation takes over me and my eyes are scattering around the full tables. Looking for someone who is looking for me.

But there's nobody. Nobody is interested in me. And I'm not interested in any of them, it seems. Nobody except the brown haired boy sitting alone with his head on the table.

Who I found out is Daniel Howell.

Who I think, over time, I may have realized that I fell in love with him.

Phil hadn't really been paying attention to what he was doing, and had ended up missing the entry to the train station by about two feet and walking straight into a wall instead.

"Smooth."

Phil looked up, slightly dazed from where his head had made contact with the bricks, to see Dan smiling at his stupidity.

Playfully, Phil elbowed him. "Shut up you."

Dan rested his head on Phil's shoulder for a moment, but then straightened up, almost business-like. "Come on. I need to... to tell you about something."

A few minutes later, they were walking along the familiar winding path through the park, which was, as usual, filled with couples. Maybe, Phil thought, people would look at him and Dan as if they were a couple. Maybe.

Grabbing, Phil's hand, Dan veered off the path onto the grass and under a clump of trees.

"Is this really necessary?" Phil asked.

Dan nodded solemly. "I... I have to tell you something. Is that ok?"

"Sure. Is it about your nightmares? Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"It's not about the nightmares. It's about you, Phil."

So it was about him after all. He wondered why PJ wasn't allowed to hear then.

Phil stared around at the shade they were standing in, away from everyone else. He pointed around at the trees. "Why... are we over here?"

Dan stared at him, a steely and serious look in his eyes. "Nobody can overhear us. And I mean nobody."

Phil stared blankly and nodded. "Ok, what is it then?"

Dan swallowed, and stammered. "Phil... I... I came here with you because I... I... like you, Phil."

Phil nodded again, waiting for Dan to elaborate. "We're friends, it would be weird if you didn't like me."

Dan shook his head, and went bright red. "No... Phil... I like like you. As in, Phil Lester, I think that, I think that I am your soulmate, and that I love you." Dan glanced at him quickly, and looked at the ground, as if he wished he could evaporate there and then.

Phil stood, rooted to the spot. Dan... Dan liked him. Dan thought they were soulmates. After all this time, Dan had shared Phil's feelings.

The complete shock, dumbfoundment, that Dan had just outright confessed his love to him, must have been evident, because Dan suddenly looked absolutely horrified. He took a few steps back, all colour completely draining from his face.

"No...no...no.... what have I done? Oh God, no...no..." Dan began to tremble, and Phil took a reflexive, protective step towards him. Dan looked even more terrified, and held out his hand.

"Stop. I know. I'm stupid. You're obviously disgusted and completely surprised about what I'd just done. As if I'd ever have a chance with you. I'm sorry. I'm going. I dont mind if you never want to see me again. Please don't try and stop me." Dan seemed to be talking to himself more than Phil, as he turned on his heel and bolted.

"Dan!" Phil called out to the wind, as his hand clasped on empty air.

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