A Kiss Under the Stagelights || Phan

Intermission

"INTERMISSION!" A voice booms over the loudspeaker.

The lights in the arena flicker back on, leaving the stagelights still off, concealing the stage in darkness. I shook my head.

It can't be intermission already, I thought. We still have to do the spinning wheel before we take a break, and it was never this early.

It suddenly dawned on me that I had justed kissed Dan. On stage. In front of 3,000 people.

What the hell was I thinking?

I snapped out of my trance and realized that Dan was nowhere in sight, and I was alone on the stage. I looked out into the audience, who was slowly filing out of their seats, buzzing with excitement, half of them on their phones.

I realized with horror that our kiss would be all over the internet soon, and we had just officially confirmed Phan. And that our manager had probably called intermission early due to it.

Oh God, our manager. What are we gonna tell the crew?

Realizing this, I turned around and walked backstage, and hurried into my dressing room before anybody saw me.

Once in my dressing room, I turned to the mirror, and almost didn't recognize myself.

My face was paler than it usually was, and my cheeks still red from the kiss.  I had still not gotten used to my new hair, and seeing myself without fringe made me feel like I was looking at a stranger. Old Phil would have never done this.

I hear someone burst through the door. I can already tell it's Dan.

"What the hell was that?" he exclaimed.

I couldn't tell if he was red because he was angry, or because of what had happened on stage.

"Dan, I-" I tried to explain, but Dan was already cutting me off.

"What was going through your head? You know it's probably going to be all over the internet now! People got it on video, Phil!" Dan is pacing around my dressing room now, a habit he does when he's nervous.

I stood up and walked over to him. "It's gonna be ok, people might think it's part of the show-"

He looked at me with those milk-chocolate eyes again, instantly shutting me up. I never saw him this stressed before, this angry, but I could sense that it wasn't at me.

"What were you thinking, Phil?" he gazed over at me, slightly calmer.

I stared at him, since we obviously both knew the answer. We sat in silence for a minute straight, until I couldn't take it anymore.

"You kissed me back." I looked over at him, head in his hands.

Dan looked up at me, surprised.  He looked like he was about to say something, but then turned around and sighed. "I can't do this right now, Phil."

"Why?" I demanded, suddenly in need of answers from him.

"Because the show continues in 20 minutes, and we still have to get ready for the second segment!" Dan exclaimed. "I don't know how we'll be able to come back from this."

"You're not denying it. You do have feelings for me, as do I for you. Why is that a bad thing?"

"Because, Phil! You basically just outed us to the entire world! What are we supposed to do now, have an relationship, just like that? What will we tell our family and friends?" Dan's voice grew more panicked as he went on.

"You're telling me in 10 years of being friends, you've never thought about it? Us? Being together?" I responded.

He looked at me, as if we going to say something, but then shut his mouth. "We have to get ready for the show now." He stood up, and went for the door.

I grabbed his arm before he could reach the doorknob, and I felt an electric energy travel through my body, reminding me of how much I was attracted to him. I knew he felt it too, because he froze and turned to me, my arm still gripping his.

I stared into his eyes once again, making me melt inside. His face softened, and he stared back.

"There's something between us. You know that. I- I love you Daniel, and I don't want to hide it anymore." His eyes widened as I got closer.

"So what if the fans know. They deserve to. We deserve to be happy together, and we can't keep this a secret anymore, and I don't care if the whole world knows. I want them to know how much I love yo-" 

I got cut off by Dan taking my head into his hands and pressing his lips to mine.

This was a new kind of kiss, one driven strictly by passion and much more forceful than the one we shared on stage.

I ran my hands through his curly brown hair, and kissed him back, allowing myself to fall into him, leaning my whole body against him.

We finally broke the kiss and he looked at me, his eyes returning to the warm brown chocolate I knew. "I love you too, Phillip."