Waiting for You // Phan

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Dan's POV

This must be what it feels like to fly. Weightlessness, just the light sensation of floating and of being carried away. Nothing really matters to me, not up in the sky where birds fly freely and where I thought I could never go, but now, I know that this is what it's like to be there. Free.

Phil has moved his hands from either side of my face and slung them loosely around my neck, and I'm about to wrap my arms around him too, when I am hit by a wave of confusion.

I thought Phil was... angry... shocked... I thought he hated me. So why is he kissing me?

"Phil... what are you..." Dan said, his head in a daze, pulling away. "You... at the park, you looked... I thought..."

Phil grabbed Dan's wrists, and looked at him, with those ocean blue eyes. The eyes that when Dan looked into them, he saw refuge, he saw home, he saw Phil.

The warmest fires always burn blue.

"Dan, I love you too." he said, not breaking his gaze, and Dan couldn't avert his eyes either.

"What?" Dan said, his eyes widening, at Phil's words, and he sensed no sound of sarcasm or joking. Phil was dead serious.

"I never got the chance to tell you. You said you loved me, and... I love you. I love you, Daniel Howell, and you're my soulmate, and I've known it for so long, but I was too scared to tell you, but now, now I'm telling you." Phil continued to look at him, his eyes suddenly full of hope, and a little fear too.

Dan thought back to the day in the canteen, the day it had all started.

"That day, I was alone in the canteen, I just wanted to be alone, so I could meet them..." he began.

"I was being shoved along down a corridor, trying desperately to get away so I could walk in on my own..." Phil continued.

"And then..." Dan faltered, but Phil carried on speaking.

"And then we burst through those doors, and I caught a glimpse, just for a fraction of a second, of your eyes, and then you were gone, and I was looking around, trying to find them, and I just couldn't."

Dan found his voice. "I was sat alone, and I saw you, but didn't see you, it was all just one big movement, but then... you came and spoke to me. And you... you were different. I didn't know why, at first, but then, I realised, it was because I was in love."

"It took me a day or two, but I finally managed to push aside all these mixed emotions about different things, but I'd realised I found them. You. But I thought you couldn't ever feel the same way."

"But I do." Dan whispered, Phil's grip loosening on his wrists as he let Dan's hands slip into his own.

And when Phil kissed him again, it felt as if he were soaring with the birds again, not a care in the world, nothing to bring him down.

Maybe this is what it's like to be high. Or really, really drunk, Dan thought, that you've come so far that you start to lose the ability to fine tune your feelings, or anything, really. I'm probably just insane. But I have Phil with me, here, now, and all he cares about at the moment is me. And he's all that I really care about right now.

No drug, no drink could give me this. This is what true love feels like.

Dan was suddenly aware that PJ had walked from wherever he had been to see how the 'situation' was going. Dan hurriedly turned away from Phil, letting go of his hands, and stared, very awkwardly. Phil seemed to have done the same.

Raising his eyebrows, PJ said calmly, "I seemed to have... um... walked over at the wrong moment. I'm sorry. If you want me to leave, that's fine. You can explain if you want to."

Why was Dan so afraid? PJ was his best and oldest friend. He slipped one hand back into Phil's and said, barely keeping the ecstasy out of his voice, "PJ, we're, me and Phil, we're soulmates. He... he does like me back, after all."

Phil and PJ both smiled broadly at him, and Phil poked him in the side playfully. "You've had conversations with PJ about me?" Dan nodded, still slightly red, but unable to keep the grin off his face.

PJ rolled his eyes. "Like you didn't have conversations about Dan."

"A few." Phil admitted, wrapping his arms around Dan's waist. "But I've found you now, and I'm not ever going to lose you."

PJ made a fake gagging noise. "You two are so much more unbearable now you both know you're in love with each other. The awkward moments between you before we're just funny, but this is just... ugh."

Phil laughed, and told PJ, with a pretend 'wise' voice: "You'll see, Liguori, when you find whoever you're going to find, you'll know The Feeling. It's like flying, like you're as light as a balloon, and you've got nothing stopping you, you and..."

"Please stop! I don't like talking to people when they act all lovey-dovey around each other. But I'm happy for you still, ok?" PJ said, slightly annoyed, then shot them a sly grin.

"Just you wait until Tyler and Louise hear about this."

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Phil's POV

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!" Louise screamed from the other end of the phone, PJ being the poor person who had to receive it. "Aaaaaaaaaah!"

"Shh, Louise, it's not that much of a big deal." PJ said, attempting a low and level voice, one hand holding the phone, the other covering his ear.

"Not a big deal!? Peej, It's a huge deal! Our Dan, has found his soulmate, and it's Phil! Our Dan and Phil! I wanna come over, can I come over?" she said, continuing to scream.

"Louise, they haven't changed. They're still the same people. Why do you need to see them now?"

"I just do."

PJ rolled his eyes. He was sat on the floor, phoning Louise to tell her the 'Big News', whilst Phil sat with his arm around Dan on the sofa. It felt amazing, to finally be able to show true gestures of affection, to really show how much he had grown to care for that lonely boy who was sitting on his own at lunch. Dan.

Phil looked at Dan, and Dan beamed up at him. He had never seen Dan smile as much or as big as he did now.

It was incredible, really, the soulmate system, the watches. How it knew. Phil thanked the soulmate system for what seemed like the millionth time in that hour, for making him end up with someone as beautiful and talented and good as Dan.
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Eck another really cringy chapter abxudnndjcbdjdjcnc.

Zooper Dooper.

I hate writing cringe stuff it makes me feel all weird all jelly-like in my stomach and ughhhhh

Aaaaaaaaaah (as Louise would say)

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