FGFF ~ Dan and Phil X reader interactive story

12

I could feel a jab in my left side as I sat in the chair in the darkened movie theatre in the very back row with both Dan and Phil both sides of me.

Phil had been quietly watching the movie and his blue eyes were engrossed on what action was happening on screen, my boyfriend however had been poking me slightly harder and harder over the last fifteen minutes. I turned to the left to look at him and I saw him glance at me through his peripheral vision and smirk devilishly.
I finally gave in and jabbed him back with my finger. He suddenly tickled me and grinned as I flopped around in my seat trying to escape his long fingers in my rib cage and to try to keep quiet enough so I wasn't bursting into laughter. I made a whimpering noise and Dan quietly and tauntingly shush me, catching Phil's attention.
Phil reached over me and smacked him on the arm making him stop but grin at me.
He then picked up a piece of popcorn from the bag in my lap, stuck his tongue out, and it stuck right to it without falling off before he put his tongue back in his mouth and ate it.
He then pointed at me to do the same thing but before I could pull my tongue back in he leaned in and picked it off my tongue with his mouth and winked at me as he ate it.
I was surprised when he leaned back into me and kissed me softly.
We sort of began making out until a grossed out Phil broke it up.
When Dan pulled his face away from mine he looked at me a moment with part of his face lit from the screen. He had to stop, but he threaded his fingers through mine and seemed pretty content after that.
I don't think I could ever forget how his face looked in that moment or how sweetly he had kissed me especially in a theatre like that.

But now,
I felt pressure on me as he looked at me sadly.

"I love you too, I did and I do love you." I was completely honest with him.
"but looking back on everything now though there were so many moments that just hurt... I don't think I could ever do it again. You let your own self doubts hurt someone else." That was my final answer.

"What have I done?" He held his head in his hands now.

"It doesn't matter anymore." I paused to really think about what I was thinking and if I meant it "let's put everything behind us, let's just heal and maybe someday we can be friends." I meant it.

He seemed like he wanted to say something, he looked to think it over and over before I saw the look of defeat on his face.

"Yeah." He agreed "I'd like to be friends someday." He gave a nod and no longer looked at me. He dried what was left of his tears as my heart continued to ache, my entire chest felt heavy as if it weighed as much as a bus.

It was hard to stand when he stood, but I let my self hug him, I let my arms wrap around him and I let him tightly squeezed me. There was so much finality of this moment that it was hard not to just cave in and sob into him, but I couldn't do that if I wanted to heal, I couldn't let him hold me for longer than necessary in fear that I wouldn't be able to let go again.

I peeled myself from his tall body and I could see that he still wanted to hang on, but I didn't.

"I'll see you soon." He told me. I said nothing to him as I let him out.
He gave me one final look with those brown eyes before I closed my door.

I took it in for a few seconds just to make sure he was gone and that's all my body was able to last.
I collapsed onto the floor in tears and loud sobs so violent it shook my body.

I was alone and pathetic crying on the floor. What the hell was wrong with me and why was anything able to ever hurt this badly?

I made it to my bed eventually but I still felt so alone.

I pressed Phil's contact name in my phone not knowing who else to turn to right now.

"Hey! Did you meet up with-" he immediately heard my sobs. "Do you want me there?" He asked with concern in his voice.

"D-doors o-open." I gasped and sobbed.

"I'll be there soon okay?"

"K." Was all I could manage to say.

It didn't take long for me to hear my front door as I cried in my now dark room.

"Hey." He said after I heard my bedroom door squeak open. I was laying in my bed sobbing into my pillow uncontrollably.
I felt my bed sink in and I felt Phil's hand on my back.

"It will be so much better soon enough." He whispered comfortingly as he gently rubbed my back.

"It hurts so bad." I managed to say through hiccups from crying so much.

"I swear every day it will get the tiniest bit better, you won't even notice at first, but it will."

I rolled over to face him and saw that he was laying down with me, facing me.
I completely latched onto him and just cried into him, and he let me and even held onto me. He gently shushed me to sleep.
He didn't let me go for a second that night, I woke up a few times with him still holding onto me. He smelled like the same laundry soap Dan used, his body felt slightly the same if I imagined hard enough and that was enough to get me by that night, and the next and the next and for the next few months. Phil and I almost became inseparable.
He was right too, I didn't even notice that the pain and love I had for Dan had faded and faded over the months, I still didn't go around him and Phil made sure of that.
I was surprised when I went into their flat when Dan was away and felt nothing, no memories popped up, I just felt indifferent about it all.

I noticed I was just comfortable no matter where we were as long as I was around Phil. We didn't talk about Dan, no one did, it was as if he had just disappeared from my life entirely.

And then it was time for the American tour.
Phil asked again pleading me.
I didn't know if I could sleep without him for one night anymore, let alone for months. He wanted me with him and I felt okay enough to be around Dan at this point and Phil had assured me he had let it all go too.
Maybe it was time to be friends, but what if he just couldn't.
This was my last chance to finally decide.
Was I going to be stuck on a tour bus with Dan for months just so I could be with Phil who swore he needed me with him?

• Do you go with them?