The Wrong Way Around [Phan]

Chapter 14

Dan's Pov

When I woke up, Phil was no longer beside me. He must have gotten up before me, probably to go make breakfast.

I checked my phone before forcing myself out of bed and into the kitchen.

But Phil wasn't there.

"Phil?!" I shouted. No one answered. I started to search the house, but a few minutes later Phil just walked out of the bathroom.

"Didn't you hear me calling you?" I asked him.

"Um... no. I was in the shower."

"The water wasn't running."

"I didn't start it, I forgot something."

"What did you forget?"

"Um... we're out of soap, and I had to come get some."

"The new soaps are in the bathroom. You didn't need to come out here."

"Yes I did, you called me out here!"

Then I just smirked at him and said "you lose."

"What do you mean I- darn it!" Phil accompanied this sentence with a little foot stomp, which was kind of funny.

"So, Phil, care to share what exactly you were doing in there?"

"No."

"Fine then, just tell me when you're ready. I'll be waiting."

Phil looked surprised when I said this. Clearly he had been expecting me to make him tell me what he was doing.

I walked back to the kitchen to start making some cereal, Phil right behind me, then I stopped suddenly. Phil walked right into me and fell over on the floor.

At first he seemed to be pretty mad, but then he started laughing with me. He reached his hand out so I could help him up, but when I took it he immediately pulled me down with him.

I was weak from laughter, and there was nothing I could do to get back up or stop Phil when he began tickling me.

I writhed around on the floor, him sitting on top of me for maximum ticklage, laughing so hard I could barely breathe.

I wished it could always be like this.

Finally Phil stood up and reached his hand down for me, but I just pulled him down again, laughing even harder.

When I eventually calmed down, I moved my head over and put it on Phil's chest, staring into his eyes as I had done on so many other occasions.

Brown into blue.

We stayed like that for a bit, neither of us wanting to get up. Then my stomach ruined it by growling at me, making Phil get up to get some food.

We decided not to watch TV while we ate breakfast, for once, but it didn't work very well. Not a word was said while we quickly ate our cereal and went to get dressed.

When I had finished putting on my black skinny jeans and hoodie (the one with the horns on it) I went to use the bathroom before starting my new video.