Phan One Shots

Because I Love You - Part 2

Phil's POV

After the tube journey, which seemed to take forever and more, I sprint through the streets towards Pj's flat and somehow manage to ignore the odour of glorious coffee coming from Starbucks, which my body is currently craving. I make it to Pj's door and stop. What am I doing? I don't even have a plan of what I want to say to Dan. What do I want to say? How do I put how I feel into words? Is he even going to want to see me?

Before I know it, my hand connects with the door and Pj soon answers with a shocked expression on his face.

"Phil," he hisses. "What are you doing here?"

"I know he's here, Pj. I need to talk to him."

Pj eyes me warily, "I don't think he needs that right now."

"Believe me, he does."

Pj sighs, but steps aside to let me in and calls for Dan to come into the hallway. A few moments later I'm greeted by the shocked expression of Dan and I smile instinctively - it's only been a day but that's enough time apart for me.

"Dan, we need to talk," I say.

He shakes his head and takes a few steps backwards before he stutters, "N-no we d-don't."

Pj scoots from the hall and closes the lounge door behind him.

"Look I read the letter, Dan and I —"

"I don't need you to tell me that you don't love me, I already know that!"

"That's not what I want to say," I sigh. "I want you to come home. To our home. With me."

"No, Phil. If you read the letter you would understand why I can't do that," he mumbles and I notice that he can barely look me in the eye. "You're soaking. Did you run here?"

I look down at my soaked shirt and shorts and laugh, "Yeah. I had to get to you before you hated me, so that I could tell you... that I - I"

His eyes finally meet mine.

"I was so blind and oblivious Dan and I'm so so sorry for that. I realise now that the way I felt - feel - about you is more than just platonic. I love the way you hold me in your arms and I love the way you kiss me on the head and in all honesty, I always had an urge to kiss you, but I guess I just denied those feelings," I sigh, realising I'm not getting my point across. "Look, what I'm trying to say is that, I - I l-love you you, Dan." I grin.

His mouth turns into a small smile, "Not just as a friend?"

"Of course as a friend, you're my closest friend, but I love you in a wanting to hold you in my arms, dip you and kiss you like my life depends on it type of way too."

He chuckles, "You're so cringe."

"You love me for it," I tease and take a step towards him, so now were inches apart. "What would you say to being my boyfriend?"

"What about David?"

"He's an arsehole and I told him where to go, because no one compares to you Dan. I'm so sorry it took me so long and for you to leave me to realise that," I say and stroke my fingers along his cheek.

"Stop apologising and just kiss me, dweeb!"

I laugh, but dip my head, pulling him to me by his collar and press my lips against his in a passionate kiss. I want all of my feelings to be conveyed in this kiss, to make up for all of those times I was naive; I realise now that my love for Dan is so strong and pure that I never want to lose that. I can't lose Dan. He's my other half, my better half, everything I need to balance me.