Its been more than a week. Pls don't hurt me... Maybe just yell at me.
Phil's POV
Dan walks out of the room and into the kitchen to talk to his mum. Does he really think I'd leave him? No, of course not. It was just a dream. And a vivid one from the way he was thrashing about in the bed. I'd never seen him like that before. And the tears that fell from his perfect eyes, paired with the loud sobbing- heartbreaking.
"Hey, Phil," Dan shouts from the kitchen, "mum says happy new year."
"Happy new year Mrs. Howell," I shout a response. A moment later one of Dan's loud laughs fills the room.
"Phil, she heard you. Please, babe, quite down." I smile but don't respond. Dan always tells me I'm very loud. But I don't see it. I feel a sudden hand on my shoulder and jump. "Phil, calm down. Jeez, I think you scared me more than I scared you." I just laugh. He's a dork. "But I'm your dork." Crap, did I say that out loud? "Yup."
My pinks blush a shade of red as I say a quite sorry and scurry off the bed. "Well, I'm going to have a quick shower and try to scrub off that embarrassment."
"Ha, good luck," Dan says sarcasticly. I quickly gather up a towel, come clothes, my contacts and head down into the bathroom. I take about fifteen minutes to do my bathroom stuff and decide to let my hair air dry before I film for the next amazingphil video.
I walk into our living room to find Dan in his internet browsing position with Attack on Titan playing in the back ground. Now or never, I think to myself.
"Hey, Dan," I ask timidly. He looks up at me and gives me a smile that encourages me to continue. "Um, I was wondering," I pause. How to phrase it. "Okay, I'm doing a 'Q and A' today and was wondering... If a question about Phan comes up," I stop for a second to take in his facial expression before continuing, "should we tell them?"
Well, he doesn't look totally horrified as I thought he would be. "I don't know, Phil. Do you want to?" Do I want to? I just want to do what makes Dan happy. I don't want to do something that'll make Dan unhappy or uncomfortable. Unless we're using felt tips on wood, because that's funny.
"I hadn't really thought about whether or not I wanted to," I confess. "As long as our decision makes you happy, it's fine." His smile grows as he motions for me to sit with him.
"Phil," Dan says with a comforting voice, "if you're not ready, we don't have to tell them anything." His words spill out like water from the tap. I'd feel bad forcing him into something he doesn't want to do.
"I- I just want you to be happy," I say quietly. "That's all I'll ever want."
"Phil, as long as I'm with you I am happy."
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Hey guys! Another chapter, which is SUPER LATE AND I'M V SORRY. Anyways, hope you guys had/have an awesome week and yeah. Thnks fr (th mmrs) ((SHOUT OUT IF YOU CAN NAME THAT SONG)) reading babes (sorry that was weird...) ! Stay Frantastic~ >·< Emma
