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Dan's POV

That night, Phil and I went to bed really late. Neither of us wanted to leave the other but we eventually headed off to our rooms. I sat on my bed and suddenly had an idea. I didn't want to sleep on my own and now that it was acceptable to not do so, I slowly got to my feet. I was simply going to tell Phil that I was scared but chickened out on my way to his room and went to the bathroom instead. Ugh Dan, why are you so pathetic? I asked myself. It's not like he hates you. But it's still very new for both of us. Perhaps, I should give him the night. It's not like he's that far away. As I headed back to my room, I paused outside Phil's bedroom door. I was about to leave when I heard a quiet sniff. I took a tiny step closer to the door. My heart shattered into a thousand tiny little pieces.

Phil was crying.

My Phil. My beautiful, wonderful, amazing Phil was crying.

I knocked gently on the door, "Phil?" I asked gently. There was no answer, just heavier breathing. I slowly opened the door and looked inside. Phil was sat, still fully dressed like I was, on his bed with his head rested against his knees that he was hugging to his chest. He didn't look up when I entered so I slowly walked over to him and sat beside him. I wrapped my arms around him and he put his head on my shoulder. "What's wrong baby?" I whispered in his ear.

He didn't answer for a while but soon his sobs quietened down and he was clinging on to me. "N-nothing." he mumbled.

I let out a short laugh before wiping away the tears that were still falling from his eyes. "You're clearly not okay. You can tell me Philly." 

He took a deep breath before smiling a little bit and relaxing his death grip on me. "I'm okay now. Please Dan, just stay with me." he sounded so desperate and his eyes were still glistening with tears just waiting to spill.

I let him go, making him frown but then began to take off his shoes and placed them at the foot of his bed. I did the same with my own before rummaging around for some pyjamas. I threw a pair to Phil and turned around so that he could get changed. I took off my shirt and then joined Phil back in his bed. "Dan, you can't sleep in jeans!" Phil protested.

"Would you rather I take them off?" I winked at him and he blushed.

"I- uh, I, whatever." he said trying to sound like he didn't care and failing. I laughed before grabbing some pyjama bottoms and replacing my jeans. I laid down next to Phil and wrapped my arms around him. He buried his face in my chest and closed his eyes. After a few minutes Phil's breathing got heavy. Each breath came out ragged and he seemed scared. He gripped tightly onto me as though his life depended on it. He seemd very tense and like he was about to break down again. A couple of tears ran from his beautiful blue eyes and I felt my heart give a jolt again.

"Phil, baby, calm down, I've got you." I whispered gently to him, trying my best not to let my voice break as seeing Phil like this broke my heart.

He nodded and pulled me closer to him. He had one arm around my waist and the other around my neck. I had both of mine around his waist and pulled one up so that I could wipe his eyes. I rested my hand on the side of his face and pressed my lips softly against his. He kissed back gently but soon his body relaxed and he drifted off to sleep. I closed my eyes and fell to sleep myself.

Phil's POV

I woke up with Dan beside me, his arms draped over my waist and his lips brushing againt my forehead. I smiled and then I remembered the previous night. I had cried in front of Dan. I'm going to have to tell him soon. No, one week. I promised myself we'd have a week. I just had to pull it together. It was so frustrating though, I didn't want to leave but I didn't want to be fired. I was so confused. I closed my eyes again and snuggled closer to Dan. He kissed the top of my head and rubbed circles into my back.

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