Phan Oneshots!

Sing sweet

Desc- a one shot in which Phil is a singer and Dan is his assistant. 

Phil's POV-

"Phil, you're on in 10" my assistant, Dan reminds me, making me jump.

"Right" I sigh. This tour is going to be the death of me.

"Everything ok?" He asks.

"Yeah... yeah it's fine" I mumble.

"Phil, I've been your assistant for three years, I think I can tell when you're upset. Just don't cry you'll smudge your eyeliner wiping your tears" he warns. I chuckle a little.

"I'm not going to cry, I'm fine, really. I'm just a little tired" I excuse.

"It's more than that" he pries. He's right, though. What's wrong is that Dan's quitting after the tour is over. He told me, thinking it wouldn't be a big deal. But it is to me. I'm hopelessly in love with him and I just can't help it. He's so kind and lovely and thoughtful. He's also really hot. I wish I could tell him how I feel but I don't know how. Anyhow, it doesn't matter now. He'll be gone in a month.

"Nah, it's nothing" I shrug. He looks at me quizzically. I turn back to my mirror and try to adjust my plaid shirt. Plaid, eye liner, my voice and skinny jeans are what I'm known for. It's my brand. Seriously, half my merch store is plaid. I realise Dan is stood behind me. I turn around.

"Phil, I need to tell you something before I chicken out" he says desperately. I raise my brow.

"Phil, I- I- HOLY CRAP YOU'RE ON IN ONE MINUTE! GO!" He shouts, pushing me out the door.

"GOOD LUCK!" He shouts. I question intently what just happened, before I run up onto the platform and wait for this to be over with.

Dan greets me after it's over.

"You did brilliantly!" He congratulates.

"Thank you" I smile. We walk into my room.

"Dan what were you going to tell me?" I ask.

"What? Oh, it was nothing" he shrugs.

"It sounded important" i push.

"Nah" he shrugs again.

"Ok, shruggy," I hold his shoulders down. "Tell me!" I exclaim.

"No"

"Tell me"

"No"

"Tell. Me."

"N.O."

"Why?" I plead.

"Because no" he answers.

"Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me!" I go back to begging annoyingly.

"No, no, no, and, guess what? NO!" he argues.

"I-" I'm cut off by him crashing his lips against mine. My eyes are wide open and my hands are up in shock. I let one fall back into his shoulder. He takes his lips of mine and I process what happened.

"Oh my fuck! Phil, I'm sorry!" He keeps rambling about something but I'm not listening. I'm too busy realising the man I'm in love with just kissed me. I press two fingers to his lips and kiss his cheek. He sighs out. I then stroke his cheek with my thumb and fingers. His eyes study mine, and I waste no time in leaning forward and kissing his lips softly. I feel him smile and wrap his arms around my waist. We pull away and rest our heads together.

"Damn you're a good kisser" Dan breathes. I chuckle, before looking deep into his eyes.

"So are you"