Missing Half of Me (PHAN)

Chapter Seventeen

AN: Sorry it has been a while, but I have a sincere question. If I was to write another fanfiction, or had already written it, and at one point the pairing was Phil/Dan, and then they break up and Phil was with someone else, would any of you guys still read it?

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Disclaimer: I do not own Dan or Phil. Or Chris and Pj for that matter.

Chapter Seventeen Dan's Pov

" Morning Dan." Phil whispered as he traipsed into the living room the morning after.

" Hey Phil, how are you feeling?" I asked.

" Not too good, but-but it's the will reading today."

" Yeah."

" I have to be strong for that. I can't break down in there. I need to get through that."

" Phil, do that, but then take as much time as you need. When you bottle everything up, it explodes at one point, and then everything is so much worse. Okay?"

" Okay Dan."

I opened my arms for him, and he climbed onto my lap and snuggled into me. He looked exhausted, but I wasn't surprised. He had only been back from Australia for about a week, and in that week the amount of sleep he had was very low. Also he had only just woken up from being trapped within his own mind before that.

" I love you." I whispered.

" I love you too."

My world revolved around Phil, and I knew that was going to be the case forever. The rest of our life, and it had been proven that there was life after death, and we would be there together as well. Every time Phil kissed me, the softness of his lips astounded me, and I fell in love a slight bit more every time.

" Go get dressed then Philly." I whispered to Phil.

He did as I said, pressing a kiss to his cheek before he did. When he came down, he looked slightly more human, and his hair was straightened. He didn't seem happier, but he looked calmer.

" Come on then Phil, lets get into the taxi." I said as a honk sounded from outside.

We did, and he clasped my hand tightly as the car moved. I understood why he was nervous, not that I had before. His parents, his family and everyone apart from Pj, Chris and I that he loved had died in a car crash. Sure he was going to be nervous going in something that had caused the death of his parents.

" It's okay Phil, I promise you." I whispered softly.

He squeezed my hand, proving he had heard. When we arrived, I paid the taxi driver, before clasping Phil's hand tightly and leaving the car.

" Come on." I ushered.

We walked in, and were greeted by a tall woman in a suit who hurried us into some chairs before perching opposite us. She was an intimidating figure, and it made me slightly uncomfortable.

" We are here to discuss the final will and testaments. There isn't much to say. I don't think there is any need to really read all eight full wills, yes, even the children had some, but I would just like to specify some of the terms." She said.

" Thank you."

" Okay, Phil is it?" She said looking at Phil.

" Yes Ma'am."

" Okay. So Phil, everything in these wills have been left to you. Everything. Every house, every bank account, everything in the houses. Everything is now yours."