MILLIONAIRE'S CLUB ; Phan

💎House is Glass💎

Phil Lester wanted to meet PJ Liguori.

Dan didn't know why. He didn't feel the need that these two needed to meet, but Phil kept pushing. He said he was curious and just wanted to know what kind of guy PJ was. He said he wanted to know who Dan was living with and was just curious about him since Daniel spoke about him a lot.

Dan told Phil that he sounded like a dad making sure his son could go over to someone's house for the first time and he gave Dan a dirty look.

He didn't know why the idea of Phil meeting PJ was so nerve-wracking to him, what could go wrong? Phil is nice and respectable and so is PJ. So what if they both have a history with the brunet? He and PJ had everything set aside and adding Phil to the picture is like opening all of that back up again. Like an ex meeting the current boyfriend, but PJ was never an ex.

Maybe it was because their names both start with a P. Maybe that's why Dan is going insane.

He is back in his dorm for the first time in a week, pacing the floor like a madman. His footsteps are stirring his roommate from his sleep but Dan can't seem to stop. His mind is racing like wildfire and he knows he's gonna set himself into a panic attack but his feet just keep moving and moving and his vision is all over the place and next thing he knows he's at the foot of his bed with his hands in his hair and he can't help his chest from rising and falling.

"PJ," he gasps, hot tears already forming in his eyes. He doesn't know why he's crying or why he's upset he just wants to be held. "PJ!" He yells, burying his face in his knees.

"Dan!?" PJ jumps from his bed, dropping to his knees and sitting in front of his friend. He doesn't need to ask what's wrong, they've been through this dance one-too-many times for him to forget the steps. He pulls the brunet into his arms, Daniel collapsing onto his chest, gripping onto his t-shirt for dear life. He runs his hands through the boy's hair while whispering into his ear, then soon enough Dan has calmed down.

"What happened, hon?" PJ asks.

"Phil wants to meet you," Dan sniffs, pulling away and sitting up against his mattress. "and I don't know why but it freaked me out."

"Why does he want to meet me?"

"It's because I talk about you a lot and he wants to get to know you." The brunet rubs his eyes.

"Oh okay. I promise I'll be on my best behavior."

"Please don't mention anything that happened between us... he gets kind of possessive."

"Don't worry, I won't mention anything. I know you like him a lot and I want you to be happy." PJ smiles warmly, taking Dan's hands in his own. "I hope he's the one."

"Me too." Dan smiles. "I really think he is."

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PJ and Dan were set to meet Phil at a diner that Thursday. Dan needed to be back home in his dorm because he had spent way to much time at Phil's and he needed to catch up on his classes, he was seriously falling behind. His dad would call him and tell him that whatever was happening wasn't as important as his classwork, that is if his dad still cared. But now, he didn't have a reminder to alert him when he was dropping, he had himself, he was an adult now. He had to be the adult in his life. So for those couple days leading up to Thursday, Dan sat at his desk with this books stacked beside him and nose-dived until he had every assignment up to date.

PJ was proud.

Dan was proud.

But now it was Thursday and Dan was seriously dreading the walk to that diner, which was only a couple blocks away since Dan nor PJ had a car.