The Wrong Way Around [Phan]

Chapter 32

Phil's Pov

Dan and I were still leaning against the door, his head on my shoulder. I had just kind of been sitting there staring off into space, but soon my stomach started growling at me, reminding me that it was past 8:00pm and time to get some food.

I looked down at Dan, about to ask him what he wanted to eat, when I realized he was asleep. I decided to ignore the slight hunger pains in my stomach, and just relax with my beautiful boyfriend for a minute first.

Gently, I leaned my head against his, and soon, I was asleep.

MINI TIME SKIP THING! Please prepare your Time Turner/Tardis/DeLorean for take off!

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that Dan was no longer beside me. I had a split second of panic, before hearing the sound of dishes banging together in the kitchen. It seemed kind of silly that I would freak out just because Dan wasn't there, but after the past few weeks, who could really blame me?

Groaning a bit because my back was now sore, I pushed myself up off the floor and started making my way toward the kitchen, where I could still hear the clanging and sizzling that was always present when Dan was attempting to cook food. I entered the room to see him dancing along to Uma Thurman (by Fall Out Boy) and using a spatula as a microphone, while behind him bacon was burning, and I could smell something overcooked in the oven, too.

He quickly turned and spotted me watching him, and suddenly his expression changed from carefree happiness to guilt.
Chuckling, I walked over to him and said,"well, at least now we know your face muscles work, Danny boy."

He looked confused for a second, but then he smiled at me. I leaned over to give him a hug, which he gladly returned.

I glanced over at the burning food sitting on the stove, then back at him. "Why don't you go pick out a show to watch while we eat this? I'll clean it up and start cooking some fresh supper." I suggested.

He nodded, then said, "just let me grab my phone first. I left it charging in my room."
As he ran off to his room, I went over to our stove the see what damage he had caused. It only took me a second to figure out that he had burnt the bacon onto the pan, and it would be pretty difficult to get it off, plus he had dropped a whole bunch of chicken fingers directly into the oven.

I just shook my head. Who eats bacon with chicken fingers?!

Sighing, I started to clean up, when I remembered something.

Nick and Cat had gone into our rooms. Who knew what they had done?

And Dan was about to go into his...

"Dan!" I shouted as I heard his door creak open, "stop! Don't go-!"

Bang.

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I apologize again for taking so long to update, I still don't have an excuse, I was just procrastinating, and I really should have written this chapter sooner. Also, sorry for the shortness of the chapter, it had to be that way for cliffhanger purposes. Anyway, I'll try to update again soon (either today or tomorrow).

May you one day discover that you are Phil's long-lost sibling! (Which he doesn't actually have, but he would, if you were! (That didn't really make any sense))