Someone Like You

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Dan: i need to get laid so bad
Dan: fuck
Dan: shit shit shit
Dan: phil dont open this
Dan: fuck
Dan: please dont open this

Dan cursed his fat fingers for clicking on "Phil Lester" instead of "phil <3", he cursed himself for thinking having his friend with benifits as someone with the same name as his ex best friend was a good idea.

Phil: Dan...What the fuck?

Dan stares down at the phone in his hand "jesus christ what is wrong with me" he sighs to himself.

Phil: Dan text me your address im coming to pick you up, youre 18 im not letting you do something stupid

Dan puts his head in his hands, sighing before typing his address back to Phil. "its probably for the best anyway" he thinks to himself, 11pm isnt exactly a great time to go to someones who fucked you once befores house anyway.

Phil: Ill be there in 30

Dan uses this time to get himself dresses and brush his hair, and to mentally prepare himself for the awkward conversation hes about to have with phil, its been two years since they talked last, well since they had, what Dan likes to call, The Arguement.

Phil: Im outside

With a deep, yet shaky, breath, Dan opens his front door and trudges out into the rainy night, quickly spotting the much familiar car on the road outside his house, seeing the blurry sihouette of the boy he used to know well. he opens the door and his breath is immediately taken away, you see, two years ago Dan had a massive crush on phil, he was his best friend and loved him more then anything, but dan was 16 and phil was 20, and so when phil found out, he left. Feelings flooded back to dan, flooding so much that dan felt like he couldnt breathe, like he was drowning in the blue eyes of the man in front of him. "Dan? Dan are you okay?" Phil says, his voice laced in concern, snapping Dan from his trance, and he hops in the car without a word.

Dan notices some things about Phil instantly, his arm had tattoos on it, he also seemed to be more muscular, more filled out, like he'd finally grown into his body; his jet black hair was now a quiff, not a fringe, which in dans opinion is now hot as hell. He looks tired, like he was just trying to sleep as Dan had text him by accident, that would also explain why he was wearing his glasses and not his contacts, but he couldn't be certain, phil could've started wearing his glasses full time in the two years its been.

"jesus christ dan youre tiny, are you eating enough?" Phil says, his voice filled with care, and yet he takes dan by surprise with the question, Dan, not really knowing how to respond, because he knows he hasnt, simply responds with a hum, earning a sigh from Phil "Take out when we get to mine then."
Pulling into Phils apartment, the one Dan knows all too well, brought back memories for Dan, memories of the pair laughing together, nights of take out and video games, and countless years of Dan gazing at Phil with so much love, he honestly didnt understand how phil never noticed his unwavering love. Wlking into the apartment was worse, the familiar smell felt like a slap in the face, the same tv and the same couch as the one they wound cuddle on and watch movies on till questionable times.
Dan didnt even realise he was crying until Phil asked if he was okay, crouched down to Dans level in front of him. A sob escapes Dans mouth as he jumps forward into Phils chest, holding him tightly, scared to lose him again, sobs wrecking his voice as he apologises over and over, Phil petting his hair gently, but holding onto the smaller boy just as tight as he is to him, Dans familiar, warm scent comforting him. "its okay Dan, its okay, im here now, im not leaving again" Phil whispers into Dans hair to comfort the crying boy, the cries and sobs slowly turning into small sniffles and whimpers, tiring himself out from crying until he falls asleep in the other mans arms.

Phil picks Dan up, walking to the sofa and laying him down, whispering softly, as if not to scare the sleepy boy off "I'll order pizza okay? I remember what you like, I'll help you eat if you need it okay? Try to get a little bit of sleep." Phil spoke as if Dan was a fragile doll, like he could just shatter and be gone forever at any moment, his soft features, his curly hair and ivory skin, the gentle curves of his face count turn to sharp, jagged edges at any moment and phil wouldnt be able to handle breaking this boy again, he doesnt even know if he can handle what he'd done before after what hed just witnessed, and it was obvious Dan wasnt eating, but he didnt know why yet, so he couldnt put that down to him, its been two years after all.

After ordering pizza, Phil finds himself sat on the sofa with Dan, who seemed half asleep. "Dan?"

"hm?" Dan hums sleepily

"do you... do you want to cuddle?"

Dans head perks up a bit before sitting up and sliding over, closer to Phil, who wraps his arms around the sleepy boy cautiously "is this.. okay? is this okay?" Phil whispers, earning a small nod in response. The two boys sat in silence, holding eachother, but they found it comfortble, after two years of silence, you'd think they'd hate it, but somehow it comforted them, made them feel at home.

Dan jumps awake, the same familiar door bell being overwhelmingly loud and then the same familiar voice "Sit up bear, I need to get the pizza" he nods and complies, sitting up to let the older man answer the door. He rubs his eyes sleepily, having only had time to nod off before being rudely awakened by the shrill screech of the doorbell. The smell of pizza, his favourite pizza, fills the room, temporarily replacing replacing the smell he knew well with another he knew almost as well. Dan decides that maybe a pizza awakening probably isnt the worst he couldve gotten, in fact he was pretty pleased with it. Phil takes a seat next to him, a small chuckle escaping his lips "Do you want me to feed you bear? or are you fully awake now?" Phil says, picking up a slice of pizza their half and half pizza and poking it at Dan's lips "P-Phil! god i can feed myself, im not a child" Dan squeaks defensively, snatching the slice of pizza out of Phil's hands and nibbling on it slowly.

Phil reaches over and switches on the tv, "What do you wanna watch Bear? or when you finish your pizza we can play Mario Kart? i know you love Mario Kart." Dan smiles and nods, surpirsed at how Phil remembered his favourite videogame "you remembered?" Dan whispered in mild disbelief, but also in joy, earning a small nod from Phil. Dan flung his arms around Phil, nuzzling his head into Phil's neck "thank you" he muffles. Dan stayed hugging Phil for what seems like hours, just remembering how Phil's arms felt around him, as if he was scared to lose him again, and truth be told, Dan didnt even know if he had him again, after all, they'd onlt been talking again for a few hours, but Dan never wanted this to end, he never wanted to go back to not talking to him, Dan believes this past two years were the worst of his life, for more reasons then one, but losing Phil was horrible, he loved Phil and one stupid confession and it was all gone, he had slipped from his grasp, after years of holding on as tight as he could, but Dan found out that Phil was like glass and the tighter you hold on, the more likely it is to smash and cut you, and be gone forever.