Learn to love me - Phanfiction

Chapter 2

Dan's POV

I was woken by the light streaming in through my partly closed curtain. Phil was in his room. After last night, we stayed in his room just talking about random stuff that came to mind until about 3am when he fell asleep. I don't think Phil would appreciate me climbing into bed with him~although it's what I so desperately want to do~ so I went back into my own room.

Lazily opening my eyes and grabbing my phone, I checked for any notifications. I had a text. From Phil. What the hell?

From:      PHIIIIIILLLLLYYYY

I went out. No cereal. Die without. Food necessaties. ^-^

Even his texts are cute as hell! Well I guess I had the apartment to myself for a bit. You know what that means.

PROCRASTINATION MASTURBA-

(A/N: Troye Sivan reference because I mean why not? )

No, I guess i'lll just go mindlessly browsing Tumblr reblogging whatever weird shit pops up onto my dashboard.

I lay on the couch with my laptop on my lap, as I snuggled up into my duvet, feeling my eyelids droop as I fell into a nap.

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"Dan? Daaan? Danny?" I heard a beautiful voice as smooth as silk wake me. I felt someone nudging my shoulder gently although I already knew who it was.

"5 more minutes," I mumble, accidentely grabbing onto Phil's neck who was bent over the sofa and pulling him int a cuddly hug with my eyes closed. Accidentely.

I heard him yelp at first, before easing into the hug and chuckling slightly at me. I enhale his scent. He used cologne since he went outside, but I could still also smell his shampoo. It was heavenly.

"Dan?"  Phil asks.

"Yes?" I answer dreamily.

"Why are you sniffing me?" He half chuckled.

"Because Phil, you always smell nice. Lousise's description of you was perfectly accurate. You smell of sexy man," I mumbe into his shoulder.

"Aww thanks Dan. And for the record, you always smell nice as well. You always smell sweet. It's really cute,".

I blush at his words. I'm just glad he can't see my face since I still won't release him from my grip.

"Dan?" Phil asks again.

"What?"

"Uh, your kinda hurting my neck in this awkward position..."

"Oh! Sorry!" I quickly release him, blushing nervously.

He laughs at my blush and mutters another "God, your so cute,".

Suddenly I remember what had happened. I need to tell him. I need to tell him I love him already!

"Phil..." I mumble.

"Yeah?" He smiles sweetly.

"About yesterday...I wanted to.. "

"Yesterd-Oh! Oh yeah! You were gonna tell me something weren't you. Before we got interupted. So, what is it?" He asks.

"Well, about that...I....um I just...I kinda, havefeelingsforyouimsosorry..." I quickly add the last bit, blushing deeply.

"Um...what?" He laughs. "Sorry, I didn't hear you," He giggles innocently.

"I have feelings....for you. As in...I really, um..like you Phil, so I mean I know your s-straight and e-everything but I just-"

"Fuck." Phil beathes out, eyes wide in shock.

"So....yeah," I mumble, looking down making my fringe fall over my eyes.

"Dan...I mean, it's just that...well im bi. So I could like you. I'd actually love to be with you, it's well...I got dumped by someone I loved yesterday so I..." He mumbles, fiddling with his sleeves in embarassmemt.

"Yeah, but-I mean I know! You don't like me...but, what would you say, if

I could...make you, um, like me? I know it sounds weird, but I mean, if we were in a relationship, we would be able to be exactly like we are now and we wouldn't have to change!" I was cringing at my own words. "But, we could occasionally, hold hands, cuddle-".

"But Dan, we already do that now," Phil protests.

"Yeah, but this way, it might feel more right. Just trust me please Phil," I plead.

Phil stayed silent for an agonizingly long time before finally saying something.

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay. I trust you so....yeah," He laughs nervously.

Phil's POV

I trust Dan. I don't love him. Imagine your current best friend, or even your brother or sister admitting their love for you. And not the 'best friend' or 'brotherly' love kind.

But the desperation in his eyes, and the sadness made me want to cry.

I don't know, but whenever I see him cry, I feel like i'm stupid. Stupid because I think that I probably made him cry. And that thought breaks my heart. So of course I said yes. I can't stand seeing people upset. Especially such a good friend like Dan.

A/N:
A bit of a slow chapter. Soz. I promise for more stuff happens in the next one.