Phil's POV:
I stand up as Dan comes into the living room. We make eye contact briefly, and I manage to show no emotion.
"Dan," I say eventually.
"Phil," he returns.
Y/n looks at both of us, a concerned look on her face.
"Can I talk to you for a minute?" he sighs.
I nod, still showing no emotion on my face whatsoever, and follow him into his room. I shut the door behind us.
"Are you angry with me?" he asks, his expression slightly apprehensive.
"What do you think, Dan?" I spit out his name.
He throws his hands up in the air. "I'm sorry, okay?"
I stay silent and glare at him.
He sighs again and runs a hand through his hair. "Y/n and I made up. She forgave me."
"After what you did?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.
"I was drunk, Phil. You KNOW how I get when I drink too much. Plus, you went and kissed Zoe, then someone took a picture, and everything built up."
A tear escapes my eye and I wipe it away hastily.
"Caspar posted the picture, Dan," I say, taking a shaky breath.
His expression softens, and I sit down on the bed beside him. He puts his arms around me and pulls me into a comforting hug. I sob into his chest.
"I... I forgive you," I mumble, between sobs.
"Ssshhh..." he soothes. "It's alright..."
Back to you!
You decide to leave Dan and Phil alone for a bit. You could previously hear shouting, but now it's quiet. You're anxious for Phil to forgive Dan. What Dan did was bad, but he was under the influence of alcohol. He didn't know what he was saying.
After about an hour of watching the Big Bang Theory, you hear a door open and close. Dan enters the room, smiling at you.
"Hey," you almost whisper. "You guys okay?"
"Yeah. Phil's asleep," he replies, sitting down next to you.
"Oh. We'll save him some dinner."
He nods in agreement and snakes his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer. You snuggle into his chest and breathe in his familiar scent.
"I love you," you say, looking up at his adorable face fondly.
"I love you too," he replies, smiling and stroking your hair.
Phil's POV:
I feel myself drifting off to sleep on Dan's shoulder.
*dreaming*
I walk into Starbucks, buy my coffee and sip it slowly, letting it warm my hands. Someone taps me on the shoulder just as I am about to leave.
I turn around, and look into the eyes of a beautiful girl with pastel blue hair and green eyes.
"Sorry... you left your keys," she mumbles, handing me my keys and looking down.
"Thanks," I say, giving her a cheeky grin and walking outside.
Someone taps me again and I turn around once more. It's the girl I saw in Starbucks.
"Yeah?" I ask, scanning her perfect face.
"Um... you seem like a really nice guy, could I get your number?"
I chuckle as she hands me a pen and holds out a notepad.
"Is that notebook specially for strangers' numbers?" I joke.
She winks at me. "Psh, nooo..."
I like her immediately.
"Well, I'll see you later," I say, walking off to my flat.
******
Suddenly, I'm on my first date with her.
"So, can I?" she asks.
"Can you what?" I return, snapped out of my daydream.
She laughs, and it sounds like tinkling bells in a way.
"Can I kiss you, Philip Lester?"
I smirk and lean forward until our lips meet.
******
I'm on my knee, asking her to be with me all my life.
"Will you marry me?" I ask, my heart thudding in fear of rejection.
She blushes and pulls me up by my collar to kiss me. It lasts for what seems like forever.
"So... will you?" I ask when we break apart.
"Of course I will," she says, kissing me again.
******
We're sitting in the garden outside our new house. She smiles at me lovingly.
"It's so pretty," she says, gesturing to the house.
"It's not the prettiest thing here, trust me," I reply, smiling at her.
She blushes and pulls me in for a kiss.
******
Plates fly through the air towards me. I look up at her angry form.
"Why are you doing this? I thought you loved me!"
"You must have been blind, Lester," she spits, picking up a vase and hurling it at my face. I duck just in time, and it shatters above my head.
"Get out!" she screams at me, making my ears ring.
*end of dream*
I sit up, panting. The sheet and duvet cover are soaked with sweat. I turn on my bedside light and put on my glasses, blinking rapidly.
It takes a few minutes for my heart rate to go back to normal.
"Phil?" Y/n says from outside my door.
"Yeah?" I reply, my voice hoarse.
"Are you okay?"
"I just had a nightmare. I'm alright."
"Oh."
She opens my door, and I squint at the brighter light.
"Wanna talk about it?" she inquires, sitting down on the bed.
I shake my head and run a hand through my sticky hair.
"Ugh," I remark. "I need a shower. What time is it?"
Y/n looks at her phone. "Almost seven."
"Okay. Are we ordering something for tea?"
"No, Dan made pasta. We saved you some; it's in the fridge."
"Thanks," I say, getting up and walking into the bathroom.
Dan's POV:
I scroll through Tumblr, occasionally laughing at the gifs. Y/n comes in.
"Is he okay?" I ask her, closing my laptop and pulling her onto my lap. She lies her head on my chest.
"He had a nightmare," she mumbles.
"Oh. Did he talk about it?"
"Nope," she says, popping the p.
I pick up a strand of her hair and twirl it around my fingers.
"What do you want to do?" I ask her, now playing with her fingers.
"Liveshow?" she asks, looking up at me.
I look into her beautiful e/c eyes and smile.
"Okay."
I grab my laptop again, keeping one arm around Y/n. I open twitter.
'join me for a live broadcast of my face... also known as a younow, with a special guest!'
I look at Y/n. "Is that creative enough?"
She nods and kisses me on the cheek. "Yeah."
I grin at her, open YouNow and click 'broadcast'.
"Hey!" Y/n says.
"Hello everyone! Hellooooooo, are we all here?" I say, checking the view count. "4000 of you. Okay." I pause to gesture at Y/n. "Here is my special guest!"
"I'm special!" she says, laughing.
"I didn't mean you... I meant Jennifer Lawrence, over there," I joke, keeping a straight face and pointing across the room.
She sticks out her bottom lip and mimes wiping away a tear.
*le time skip*
Back to you!
The movie you and Dan were watching, Spirited Away, finishes. You curl up closer to Dan.
"You tired?" he asks, speaking softly.
"A little. What about you?"
"Nah, not really, I'm a late night kind of person."
"So am I, just not today, I guess," you say. "What time is it?"
"Around 1."
"Oh. Are you staying up for longer?"
"Yeah... maybe. Will you?" he replies, giving you the puppy dog eyes, which you can't resist. You roll your eyes, smiling.
"Fine. I'll go and get changed, see you in a minute."
"I'll come too," he says, just as you're leaving.
"Okay..." you say, dropping back to wait for him. You interlock your fingers with his and walk to his room.
"Hold on a minute," you say, walking into your room to grab some pyjamas.
Once you've collected the stuff, you walk back to Dan's room. You stop outside the door and knock.
"Come in. You're my girlfriend for f***'s sake, Y/n! You don't need to knock," he says through the door.
You laugh quietly and open the door. It's relatively dark inside, except from the fairy lights strung round Dan's bed. He's standing beside it, with his back to you.
He's shirtless, and you feel your cheeks get warm. You set your stuff down and start to get changed.
"I thought you were scared of the dark," you remark. "It's pretty dark in here."
"I am, but I'm trying to overcome it. I looked at this website and it said that getting dressed in the dark helps. I'm trying it out."
"Oh..." you say, putting on your pyjama bottoms. "Is it working?"
"I don't know... I hope so."
You pull on your tshirt and wait for Dan to finish changing. While you wait, you open his wardrobe, grab his horn hoodie and put it on. He turns round and gives a questioning look.
"I was cold," you say, shrugging. "Plus, I'm your girlfriend. I'm allowed to steal your hoodies."
"Oh really?" he says, smirking and pulling you towards him.
"Yeah," you say quietly.
At this point, you're only a centimetre apart from him. He looks at you a moment, before locking his lips with yours.
He rests his hands on your waist, and your fingers move upwards to tangle them in his soft hair.
You pull away for air quickly, and go back to kiss him again almost immediately.
Your heart is thudding, and electric tingles are running up and down your spine.
After what seems like forever, you both stop, breathing heavily.
"I love you," he says, kissing you on the nose.
"I love you too," you reply, blushing lightly.