FGFF ~ Dan and Phil X reader interactive story

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Dan,
I didn't want for this to be an angry letter, but shouldn't I have had a say in wether or not I wanted to wait for you while you traveled? Unless this was just an excuse to break up then of course you should've told the truth and not made excuses. I do hope your tour goes well and I will always wish the best for you and Phil, however, I don't think we'll be seeing each other again. I have so many questions and not enough time or space on this page to ask them, and even if I did I don't think it would help with the heartbreak I feel. It was only six months but it was the best six months and I know you can agree which is why I'm so confused by this.
Have a good life and keep doing awesome things with it.
-(Y/N)

I left the note on the counter along with the keys before locking the door behind me and leaving.

I knew just the place to go, but I knew I'd get hell for the past couple of months. I'd just go back from where I came.

I should've sent him a text before just unlocking the door and walking in, but I just couldn't bring myself to get lectured just yet.

"Well! Look what the cat dragged in!" Came through the flat as soon as I opened the door.

My twin brother Owen came into the lounge with his hand on his hip.
"Girl, I haven't seen you in a month because you've been off galavanting with your boy toy!"

"I don't think galavanting is the right word, I've mostly just been watering his flat mate's house plants while he was galavanting across Europe." I sighed and threw my bags down in the floor.

"Oh love, no." He seemed upset now after reading the upset on my face and in my voice. "Are you telling me he just left you at his flat to take care of his stuff?"

"Aaaaaand then he dumped me directly after, yeah. I don't really want to talk about it. How's your relationship with you and-er- Aaron?" I guessed his boyfriends name because I couldn't remember.

"It was Alex but it doesn't matter because I dumped him weeks ago, don't worry about it, I'm not." He shrugged "but if you want I can act sad about it and we can share all the ice cream in the freezer and talk?" He offered.

"Sounds good. My room still open?" I asked.

"Nah bitch I rented it out because I thought you were dead." He rolled his eyes "of course it is, most of your shit is still in there and you're my twin sister, you know I can't do you like that."

"Thanks." I mumbled and picked up my things I had gotten from Dan's house. "I'm going to put my stuff away."

"And I'll get the ice cream." He replied and headed off towards the kitchen.

My bedroom felt, looked and smelled the same as it always had, it was home and I was stupid to think anywhere or anyone else could compare to mine and my brothers flat.
I threw my stuff down on my floor and sat on my bed.

"So, this is where the magic happens so to speak, huh?" Dan asked as he slowly paced my room and looked at my things and art on the walls and drawings scattered everywhere.

"Sex? No." I answered.

"I'm talking about your art, I'm pretty sure neither of us gets much magic." He joked. "What's this? I didn't know you painted." He looked at the canvas on an easel.

"I do sometimes, but so far it's just a canvas painted black. I'm kind of lacking on creativity at the moment."

"Why don't you paint how you feel? Like a situation or something. Or yourself."

"Dan, why haven't we talked about what happened last night?" I changed the subject to one that had been bothering me.

I was actually surprised when he turned to look at me with a slight smile.

"About that." He said and came over to me and sat next to me on the side of my bed.

"I feel like there's something that is over due to happen already. I know it sounds stupid to ask and a bit childish of me but I just want to make sure it's okay and I'm not in your personal space for no reason. Anyway, would it be alright if I kissed you? Wait no, what were you going to say?"

"You can kiss me but I was just going to ask if you really meant it, like am I really your girlfriend?"

"Yes?" He said with a smile "of course you are and of course I meant it. I can prove it too." He said and he had leaned in in the blink of an eye and his lips were on mine.
His lips had the texture of basically sandpaper but they were gentle and sweet.

"Who's this?" The voice made us both jump and break off our kiss as we turned our heads to see my brother standing in the doorway of my room.

"Jesus Owen! When the hell did you get home?!" I yelled with my heart still racing.

"I've been home, bitch. You didn't even bother to check so I came to see why you were so quiet because you're typically being loud as fuck." He said sassily.

"Well no one broke in and murdered me yet unfortunately, so get out!"

"I didn't know! I just heard a guys voice! He's cute though, I like that he's practically a giant." Owen smirked at Dan.

"Thanks." Dan replied.

"Get out." I told Owen again, and this time he listened and closed my bedroom door behind him.

"I like how he heard a mans voice in your room and immediately thought burglar." Dan laughed.

"It says a lot about my relationships doesn't it?"

"Same though. But now it doesn't have to be like that because we've found each other. Two losers with a lot in common connected and found each other in the universe." I couldn't help but smile at his words.

"You're the only loser here." I nudged him playfully with my elbow. I actually felt quite the opposite, I was the loser here.

"I don't disagree. Ten out of ten first kiss of our relationship by the way." He joked. "Let's try again, what do you say?"

This time my lips smashed into his knocking him backwards on my bed.

I stayed up all night painting the painting for him that night.

"I've got ice cream!... oh."
I snapped back to reality and realised tears were rolling down my face and I had just been staring at my wall blankly.

Owen came over and sat next to me on my bed with the large tub of chocolate ice cream and two spoons.

"What do I do?" I sniffled.

"Just... try not to think about it too much and keep yourself busy I guess. You know I'm bad at relationship advice, but I'm good at listening and sharing ice cream."

We talked a while, not about Dan though, but about other stuff. I couldn't bring myself to talk or want to think about him right now.

My phone kept repeatedly going off and part of me hoped it was Dan and the other part of me fears it being him. I put off looking at it for a while but my curiosity eventually got the best of me.

"Is it Dan?" Owen asked as I looked ot my phone.

"No." I said in defeat "it's his flat mate and best friend, Phil."

"Can we talk?" I read Phil's text out loud to him.

"Uh oh. If I were you I wouldn't be texting his best friend. Plus, wouldn't it just remind you of him and make you sad again." Owen warned.

"It would. I don't know I'm kind of iffy about answering it, he asked if we could still hang out earlier and-"

"He likes you." Owen interrupted

"No he doesn't, he's just... he's Phil, he's probably just trying to be kind. But I don't t know if Dan would be okay with me talking to his best friend right now." I explained.

"You know what? Fuck Dan, if Phil is just a friend then he's just a friend. Phil doesn't have to choose sides." Owen changed his opinion on this.

• should you talk to Phil?