*Surprise!! I've decided to start writing this book again because I finally have ideas. I was really thinking about discontinuing this book then I watched Dan's new video and thought, why don't I start writing my fanfic again. Though, there's something I have to say. Dan's video that he posted, telling everyone that he's in the lgbt+ community, really made me think. Dan has been through so much in his past. He almost fucking killed himself. Imagine, if he weren't here, how many lives would be lost, how much sadness there would be, how Phil would be today, how all of us would be today, how all of us wouldn't have united as a family. Dan has made such an impact on all of our lives and we've done the same for him. If there are any of you who have contiplated suicide, don't do it. You may think that you won't do something when you get older, but think about it. Dan thought the same thing. He thought no one cared about him and that he wouldn't get anywhere in life. He proved himself wrong and you can prove yourself wrong too. I know you will do something good in life. Even if people don't acknowledge it, tell yourself that you did something good. If you think you haven't, you have. What you did that was good was keep yourself alive. You deserve to be alive just like Dan. Please, if any of you need someone to talk to and need some support, I am always up for a conversation. Please don't hesitate to dm me. Sorry for the rant. Let's get back to reading.*
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Your POV
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I get to see Phil again. He's changed a lot since I've last seen him. He still has his jet black hair, and his shocking blue eyes. He just seemed...different. I don't know why though.
I head back into my room and lay down under the covers. I wonder what tomorrow is going to be like. Is it going to be the same as how we used to be? Are we going to be awkward? I really do hope not.
*Time skip to morning*
I start to get ready because I get to see Phil again. I throw on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. I'm not going to try and impress him. There's no reason to. He's my best friend. He should accept me for who I am.
I text Phil, telling him that I'll be over in 10, and then start walking to his flat. Phil doesn't live too far so I assumed that it would be easier if I were to walk. It usually would be...for a person who exercises, unlike me.
I approach Phil's flat and calm my breathing slightly. I knock on the door only to be greeted by an optimistic-looking Phil Lester. I smile at him, still out of breath.
Phil's POV
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"Why are you so out of breath?" I question.
"I just walk for ten minutes. You of all people should know that I don't exercise at all. The only thing that I exercise are my thumbs, from video games," I laugh at her.
"True. Do you still have an existential crisis every know and then like you used to when we were kids?"
"Yeah. They aren't as bad though," she says, sitting on the sofa.
"Still like the colour black?" She looks at me and give me the "duh, of course" look. She motions towards her clothes and I laugh. "I'll take that as a yes."
"What's with all the questions Lester? We aren't on jeopardy, are we? If so, I'll go with life," I laugh at her stupidity.
Yup, she's the same as she was when we were kids. She almost reminds me of Dan. He would enjoy her company. I'm sure of it. They are almost the same person. I have an idea.
"Do you still like Mario Cart?" she smirks. She knows where I'm going with this.
We look at each other and race towards the gaming area. Well, I race towards it and she follows as she has no idea where she's going. I set up the game system and we sit of the floor, holding our remotes.
"Ready to get your ass whooped?" she warns.
"Maybe you're the one who needs to be ready."
"Ooh. Phillip has definitely gotten better at comebacks. Not the best, but better than how you were when we were younger."
"Yup. Come on Y/n. I wanna beat you in Mario Cart," I whine.
"You wish."
With that, we start the match and the fight begins. We both are battling for first at this point, both switching from 2nd to 1st and then 1st to 2nd. Currently, I'm first and too far ahead for Y/n to catch up to me. Playing Mario Cart with Dan has its advantages. Dan is the only other person who has beaten me, so I'm going to see if she will beat me too.
We made it through the third lap and I'm still in the lead. As I'm about to cross the finish line, Y/n throws a red shell at me, making me stop and passes me. She beat m. Ironically, that's how Dan beats me all the time. Its like a technique of his and it works.
"Whoohoo! I beat you. I told you I would," she says whilst doing a victory dance.
"Wanna play another round or do you want to watch some anime?" I suggest.
"Let's watch some anime. What anime do you watch?"
"Why don't we say what we watch in three...two...one."
"Attack on Titan," we say in unison. We laugh and I turn it on.
She shivers indicating she's cold. I wrap my arm around her and she snuggles into me. This is just like how it was when we were younger. I like it.
Thank you Joe for helping me get close to her again.
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Still Holding On (A Daniel Howell x reader)
FanfictionYou and Phil have known each other since high school. Once Phil went to college, everything changed. You both had lost contact of each other. It has been 5 years since you talked to Phil. You head to a park to bring back memories. When it got cold y...
