The One and Only OTP (Phan)

How It Started

Author's Note: 

Hello reader! This is my first phanfiction ^-^

English is not my main language so sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes. 

Happy birthday PHIL! :3

"So, tell me how it happened, from the beginning."

          Both sitting awkwardly in the psychiatrist's room, Dan and Phil never felt this bad with themselves before. What had happened two weeks ago could not be fixed, and very few people knew about this.  Doctor's said it was compulsory to reach for mental help, so here they were. Dan was looking at the blank walls so he wouldn't make eye contact with the psychiatrist. Wearing his skinny black jeans and straightened hair, he looked at Phil, his best friend. Phil however, was concient that this was important and had to almost drag Dan to the room. They had matching hairstyles since they met, both wore skinny jeans and both had an imense love for Muse, their favourite band. They had known each other for years even though Dan was a couple of years younger. They just didn't know what to say.

"You look a bit uncomfortable Dan, why don't you talk first?" she asked politely, while she got out a notepad and started writing, "Just tell me how it begun."

"Since when?" he said softly, finally speaking up. "Oh god, so many things have happened to me, and i'm still quite young. Most of my memories are good though, I think that's why I had an amazing life until the incident. I guess all that matters is from the point of when I met Phil. Although I only started to make videos for youtube after meeting him, I think I had a pretty 'normal life' for a teenager. (Not counting my obsession for Malteasers, llamas and pokemon.) What most people do not know about us is how we actually met. I had always watched his videos on his youtube account 'AmazingPhil'. He really was amazing." He turned to look at his best friend's eyes. "You still are. The funny thing is, we actually didn't meet over the Internet like most people think. Weirdly enough, I got to meet him on the tube.

Here I was, just 18 years old, going to town with no particular goal, around 3 pm. I was wearing my winter jumper and had earphones on, when a huge mass of people entered the compartment. It was literally packed with people, like, I was already standing so this made me even more squashed. I knew I should have taken the bus that day, but after that trip, I knew I have made the right choice." He looked back at Phil, who put a hand on top of his, feeling comforted. "Well, I never liked taking the bus anyway! And well, by the time I noticed, half of my trip had passed by, there were only 4 more stops to go. I looked around the compartment over the people's heads and when I have given a full 360 turn, I noticed Phil was sitting in a nearby chair.

He was alone, because i hadn't seen anyone talking to him. I stared at him for about 2 minutes because, you know, seeing your favorite youtuber right in front of you doesn't happen everyday, plus, I'm really socially awkward. Plus, I found him really hot. I knew he was older and everything, but that just made me more scared of talking to him, and I didn't want to sound like a desperate fan-boy. Still staring at him, I noticed that a lot of people had gone off in the last stop, and there was a free seat of the opposite side of Phil's row. I quickly sat down and turned to look at him again. He was actually looking at me, which made my heart skip beats and paralize. He looked away after a few seconds, when we heard the announcement of the next stop. I needed to say something, even take a photo or two, as I was leaving. But as a result of my social awkwardness, I decided not to. I stud up, getting my bag over my shoulder and started to head for the door. Then the doors opened, and I got out."

"Thank you, Daniel." the psychiastrist said. "Phillip, would you like to continue now please?"

"Sure, well the thing is, after Dan stood up I stood up as well, because i was leaving at the same stop! I had looked at him previously because he looked oddly similar to me, same haircut and everything! But at this time, I wasen't really paying attention anymore. I did notice one thing however, he was wearing an amazing My Chemical Romance t-shirt. Maybe that was the reason for looking at him in the first place, people with good music sense are not seen everyday, specially one that looked like this" Phil looked at Dan once more, into his light-brown eyes. "And I guess i should have talked to him, but I wasn't really gay by then, and talking to him would maybe make things awkward between two complete strangers.

When I got out of the tube he was standing right ahead, leaning against the gray wall with his hands in his pockets, looking at me once more. I continued on walking through the corridor that led to the stairs, went up to the exit  which was just nearby, got a bit out of the way so I wouldn't bother people and then stopped so i could zip up my jacket. As it was a really cold day, i remember having this urge to go to Starbucks (just like I have everyday), just to warm up. So I looked around trying to visualize which way to go. As i finished zipping my jacket and rearranging my hair, i felt a hand on my shoulder, 'It's that dude from the tube!' i remembered thinking. And I didn't know this yet, but his name was Daniel Howell, and we were just about to become best friends."