Crashing Down- A Phanfiction

The Call

Author's Note: This chapter is going to be in a different format than normal because it is going to be a phone conversation between Dan and KickthePJ (I don't know his last name so he will just be PJ.) This idea was given to me by my friend @lizzyrmsey . ALSO this will mostly be written in Dan's P.O.V. which is a little weird because this story is about Phil but oh well *shrugs.* ALSOOO this is going to be a short chapter. Anyway, thanks for reading~J

Dan's P.O.V.

I decided to tell someone about my strange feelings for Phil, so I called my friend PJ.

Me: Hey PJ! How've you been

PJ:Good, thanks for asking. You?

Me:Actually, I'm feeling a little conflicted about something. You know my flatmate Phil, right?

PJ:Of course! What about him?

Me:Well, he's been going through some tough times lately, and I've been helping him cope.

PJ:Aw, that's really nice! Sorry, continue.

Me:Well, after everything had subsided after the episodes, Phil hugged me, you know, as a friendly gesture. Well, it didn't really feel the same as a friendly hug, if you know what I mean.

PJ: Actually, no. I don't know what you mean.

Me:Well, it felt like there was, or I wished there was, something more there. Like, I wanted to be more than friends. But only when we were hugging.

PJ: Oh. Um, I really don't know what to tell you, man. If you're looking for advice, I mean.

Me: My God no! I don't need advice! I just needed someone to talk to, is all. But you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone, ESPECIALLY Phil.

PJ: Ok, you have my word. But, you won't mind if I call Phil, you know, to ask how he's doing.

Me: Yeah, that'd be fine. But he's out doing errands right now, so he might not pick up.

PJ: Ok, thanks. I'll try, though. Anyway, I gotta go. Bye Dan.

Me: Bye PJ. *hangs up*

"What am I gonna do?" I asked myself out loud. I'm so confused by this whole situation, I decide to take a nap.