Chapstick

Chapter 3

3rd Person

    The next day Dan realized it was stupid to act upon such a lame scene when not even Phil felt awkward after what happened. He knew it's happened before. He just never knew why he suddenly felt awkward. He wanted to feel safe to tell him anything. After all, they were best friends. Why wouldn't they tell each other how they felt.

Dan's POV

7 pm

I'm gonna tell him. Are you Dan? Are you really? I suppose not. But I can't keep living like this. Surely he must feel something too right? What am I even saying? Of course he doesn't. We're just friends. Yep. Friends. What a strong word. It can mean multiple things to different people yet the same to everybody.

"Hey, phil? Ima go for a walk!" I shouted from my room.

"Alright! Could you pass by the store and buy some ice cream? PLEASE!" I heard him shout back.

"Fine!" This wasn't supposed to be a trip to the store but I could really go for some ice cream. I put on some earphones and just headed out. One street later I find a nice little pharmacy shop. Not many people around so figured it'd be nice to stop for the ice cream now. I enter and find a cute little shelf of nail polishes. It's been quite a while since I've painted my nails. I might've gotten carried away and bought a black glittery polish with nail polish remover, a black bath bomb and a cute little bottle of shampoo to go along with it. I somehow almost forgot about the ice cream I was supposed to buy. I walk across the little shop and end up taking the cookie dough ice cream. Phil loves cookie dough ice cream. Walking back home as soon as I paid, was very loud. The streets weren't loud. No, it was me. In fact, the streets were completely quiet. I couldn't help but notice how loud my thoughts were. They were getting quite annoying.

*Dan you need to tell him*

*Phil is the only person who can make you feel this way do you really want to throw it all away?*

*You have to admit he looks pretty hot when he smiles so why not tell him?*

*Ice cream*

*Wouldn't it be nice to be able to cuddle with someone you love?*

GOD, SHUT UP! All my thoughts suddenly became one.

*Tell him*

I finally get home and see Phil on the lounge. He, himself, makes me smile without him doing anything.

Phil's POV

Whilst Dan was gone, I couldn't help but think of what it would be like to be with him. I could tell him I like him, but I'd rather not. While I waited that was all I could think of. I waited a bit for him while I argued with myself why I wasn't alee to tell him about how I felt. Then, I heard the door wiggle open. Dan's back! Thank god! It was beginning to get quite lonely. And he's brought ice cream!

"Hey." He said putting the bags down.

"What did you get?" I asked him curiously seeing that he had not one, but two bags! Wow, I could be in my own commercial.

"Nothing really. I bought myself nail polish. Figured I hadn't done it in a while. I also bought cookie dough ice cream!" He looked cute when he got excited. He also knew cookie dough was my favourite! I'm sure he's the only one who knows me that well.

"Yes! It's my favourite!" I simply told him.

"I know, Phil." He smiled. That evening we sat next to each other on the couch. Alone. It was my favourite thing ever apart from many things. We sat in a comforting silence for a bit til I broke and finally thanked him for the ice cream I asked for. Once I thanked him, we just both kinda stared at each other for a while. NOT IN A CREEPY WAY! It was nice. Our heads were pressed against the cushions facing each other 1 feet away from each other. I'm getting a really nice vibe off him. It was a really nice evening. But whilst Dan was gone, I couldn't help but think of what it would be like to be with him. I could tell him I like him, but I'd rather not. While I waited that was all I could think of.

Dan's POV

I honestly didn't expect for the night to end up like this. The night was simple. Yet, magical in a strange way you would not expect. At that moment, I wanted to finally tell him. I wanted to tell him how much he meant to me, how much I loved him, how much I wanted to kiss and to hold him. I wanted to tell him how much I loved having him in my life and that I didn't want to see a world without him. That I regretted nothing that ever had anything to do with him being in my life. Then, just then, I realised that I could and didn't know why I ever hesitated to tell him how I felt. Still, I felt as if he'll hate me and push me away from anything good we ever had if I tell him. Not only that, I'll probably make him feel uncomfortable. Then what? Oh, fuck it.

"Phil?" I spoke softly and nervously.

"Hm?" He smiled.

"I- um...might have these unspoken feelings...for...you." HOLY CRAP! I DID IT! MY STOMACH IS ABOOUT TO EXPLODE! I LITERALLY JUST BLURTED THAT OUT! The time just felt so right ya know? Then all you were able to hear was Phil giggle. He giggled?

"Why'd you" was all I could say before he pressed his face onto mine. This was ACTUALLY happening! Was it not? Could it be possible I'm just dreaming or am I actually kissing Phil Lester right this moment? I didn't care about anything at that moment but I did just now realise something. A kiss to some, may describe as magical however, not for me. The kiss was this intense rush of nerves and butterflies everywhere. I felt my cheeks heating up the ENTIRE time! Strange thing about the kiss was that I wanted more. One kiss was not enough and the exhilarating feeling afterwards was definitely worth it. One more thing I noticed was his lips were soft unlike mine. Soft and...

Delicate. I didn't care. I just had millions of things running through my head which was crazy enough. He finally pulled away after millions of seconds. We both sat there eyes closed when he said,

"Sometimes actions speak louder than words."

"You're absolutely right Michael."

"James, did you just call me Michael?"

"Yes, and it sounds a bit weird so lets not." I said breaking into what Phil soon called 'A really cute giggle.'

That night, we stayed on the couch without movement. We didn't even bother to put our bowls of ice cream away. We just spent the night there knowing that I made the right choice telling him right then and there. This night was more than I ever needed.

Phil's POV

He felt the same way and I kissed him like nothing. It was that automatic thing you just cant stop. I'm glad I didn't. I spent too long thinking if I should tell him or not. I was leaning toward, "Don't tell him at all and just live in silence forever." I'm happy Dan came out and said something before I went all crazy. I need to give him credit for having the guts to tell me even if I never could.

The Next Morning

I woke up to this light weight on my chest remembering it was Dan. We had fallen asleep together on the couch. I'm so happy last night wasn't a dream. I would've probably cried myself back to sleep if it was. I find myself kissing him awake. A simple little kiss to the forehead would most likely wake him. Seconds later, he jumped up awake with this wide-eyed expression taking a look at the situation he was in.

"Dan, calm down! Its just me." Right then, you were able to see how pink he got. You have no idea how cute it was. His messy curly hair, his coffee brown eyes, and his embarrassed pink self.

"Good morning..." he responded confused. I laughed at his cuteness.

"G'morning, Dan," I chuckled to myself.

"Trust me, I don't believe it neither," I told him while he just smiled back. That morning felt one like no other. One word to describe? Can't. Unless it's a noise like, "Rawr!" Yep. That was one way to describe the situation we were in.