In Phil's point of view.
*Bleep Bleep*
My alarm clock blared its unforgivable sound, rousing me from my deep sleep. I pulled myself out of bed, dizzy from the the rush of my blood pressure. I drearily threw on some grey trackies and my beloved Adventure Time hoodie that smelt heavily of sweat, Lynx spray and Dan's sweet, vanilla-like scent.
"Where's my cereal, Dan?" I asked as I dragged myself into the kitchen.
"Oh, er, I might have forgotten to order some from Tesco the other day." Dan was splayed out across the sofa, laptop resting on his stomach. He was wearing his usual: black.
"Are you serious?" I stood at the lounge door, arms crossed and scowling. My messy dark hair constantly falling into my eyes; I was due a hair cut but my hair dresser had cancelled on me to go to a meeting or something. "I'm going out"
"Why?" Dan removed his laptop from his stomach and placed it on the carpeted floor beneath the sofa.
"To get a Starbucks, want anything?" I said as I pulled on some black skinny jeans, socks and shoes.
"Yeah, black coffee" Dan got up and stretched a long stretch then stumbled half asleep to the bathroom.
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Do I Love You? | Phan
FanfictionDan and Phil are two you tubers haring a flat in the centre of London. Life is as usual when Dan starts to take notice of all the hate he gets. Can Phil help him before its too late? Will Dan confess his love to Phil? *Trigger Warning*
