Phan One Shots

Danny Boy

A/N: Okay so this one isn't as cheery as my last couple just to warn you. It's also a bit short, but I didn't want to make it too long and ruin it. Anyway, I'll see you at the bottom :D

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I glance at my bedroom mirror one final time, combing my fingers through my now grey locks of hair and stroke my fingers over the wrinkles on my skin. I was once young and full of life, but now my dull brown eyes hold so much sadness and tiredness from my eighty years on this earth.

Today marks my eightieth birthday. Eighty years of the same old life of Dan Howell and a year since I started to lose Phil, the light of my life, the reason I got up in the mornings and the one person I trusted. I take the bunch of flowers from the window sill and grab my keys before stepping out onto the busy street. I take a deep breath and make my way down the street, passing the Starbucks Phil and I would drink at most days laughing together about nothing, then the barbers where Phil surprised me with a bunch of flowers for our fifth anniversary. My eyes glance down at the gold ring around my finger and a small smile graces my lips. I couldn't have asked for a better life after I met Phil.

I finally reach my destination; I take the steps up to the grand doorway of the care home. My breath hitches when my eyes land on Phil, who is sat at the back of the room by the bay window, drinking what I presume is a coffee.

"Dan!" one of the nurses smiles, as she approaches me.

"Hi, Sally. How has he been?" I ask with a smile.

"He's still the same old charmer," she laughs lightly. "Happy Birthday by the way!"

I frown, "How did you know?"

"Phil told me," she smirks and taps her nose before walking over to one of the other members.

Phil remembered my birthday! My heart soars, as I approach him; I can't believe he remembered, maybe he'll remember still when I get to him. I place my hand on his shoulder, causing him to jump slightly from his chair.

"Oh sorry, Phil. I didn't mean to make you jump," I say with a smile and take a seat beside him, handing him the bunch of flowers.

"Oh no, it's fine," he smiles and takes the flowers. "My boyfriend used to get me flowers like these."

I sigh, "Did he? Do you remember his name?"

He shakes his head, "No, but I remember his brown eyes. Gorgeous. You're almost as gorgeous as he is, but no one is as pretty as my, my —"

"Dan," I pipe in and place my hand on his. My eyes search his for some sort of recognition, but to no avail. I notice how tired his eyes look today, he must of had another nightmare last night.

"How do you know his name?" he frowns suspiciously and pulls his hand away. "Are you the one who took him from me?"

"No, Phil I would never do that to you!" I exclaim.

He settles back into his chair and eyes me suspiciously before saying, "What's the weather like outside today?"

"Bit windy, but the sun is warm," I smile and look outside. "How have you been?"

"Carol is doing my head in," he mutters, rolling his eyes.

I chuckle, "What's she doing this time?"

"She keeps following me around, asking if I want tea! I prefer coffee!" he groans.

I smile in amusement, "She has a little crush on you then."

"Well I can't help be so charismatic," he laughs.

"You'll have to tell her you're a married man," I laugh lightly, twirling the ring on my finger in my lap.

His head snaps to look at me, "She doesn't listen! Maybe you could have a word with her or toss her out of the window."

I laugh, "When did you become so violent?"

"Dan rubbed off on me," he smirks. "He was so violent - in a good way!"

"Was he?" I smile, taking his flowers and placing them into the vase on the windowsill.

"Yeah, but he was the softest person I knew," he sighs, his mind going off deep into thought.

I wish he could just remember who I am for just five minutes, I want my Phil, my love. He's still Phil in certain ways and he usually remembers our relationship but he never connects me as being Dan. I'm just the person who visits everyday and occasionally the person who stole his Danny from him.

He turns to face me and frowns, "I remember kissing you, why do I remember kissing you?"

"I'm Dan. I'm your Danny boy," I say, the tears now pricking at my eyes as i see the realisation flood through him.

"You can't be, my Dan went missing a year ago," he says through restrained sobs.

I take his hands into mine and say, "I'm here with you now, Phil. I've never left you and I never will. I love you."

"Danny," he whispers. "I've missed you!"

I smile, as the tears flood down my cheeks and wrap my arms around his frail figure. "I've missed you too," I sob.

He snuggles his face into the crook of my neck and sniffs, "You smell like you did the first day I met you."

I lean back, "You remember that day?"

"I could never forget it," he says calmly. "You looked so sweet and innocent with your long brown fringe in front of your eyes and the way you tried to hide your face from me, but it's the most gorgeous face I've ever seen!"

I bite my lip and let the tears cascade down my cheeks. I've been longing for this moment, for when Phil remembered who I was and I could have him back even just for a moment. I wipe at my cheeks and sniff, "And you were the most handsome guy I had ever laid eyes on."

"Oi, I'm a married man," he says, now serious. "If Dan knew you come to see me everyday and compliment me like that, he wouldn't be happy."

I let out a long breath and smile comfortingly, "Sorry. I know he wouldn't. He loves you very much, Phil. More than words could ever say."

He smiles dreamily, "I wish he'd come visit me. I get lonely here, except for bloody Carol over there!"

I take a deep breath and stand from my chair, "I better get going now Phil."

"Wait!" he says, grabbing my wrist. "Tell Dan I said I love him and I miss him and that I wish I could see him."

"I will," I withhold my tears this time, as he lets go of my wrist and I make my way to the door.

"Happy birthday, Dan!" Phil yells from his chair with a smile. "I'll make you pancakes in the morning!"

I wave back and grin, "I can't wait, my love!"

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A/N: I hope you liked that one, I was in the mood for some tears.

I've started writing a new Phanfic called "Secret Admirer", so if you could please go check that out I would be hugely grateful! Thank you all so much for reading!