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Title: Summer love?
Author: LennieP and Cilleswolf
Genre: Fan Fiction
Rating: Think everybody can read it?
Warnings: GuyXGuy, nothing else... yet :3
Disclaimer: We do (unfortunately) NOT own Dan or Phil... This story is all fiction (except for Phil and Dan, they’re not imagine)

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Dan's POV

I don’t think I’ve ever been this embarrassed in my entire life, just vomiting all over a total stranger’s doorstep... Even though he didn’t feel like a stranger, I only knew his name, but it felt like I’d known him way longer.

“Do you want something to eat, Dan?” Phil asked from the kitchen, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“Ehm, why not, sure!” I answered and followed him into the kitchen, he smiled at me and pulled out another bowl.
I was still not feeling well, to be honest, I just wanted to go back to sleep, but for now, my mission was to get Phil’s number, god that sounded wrong!
I just wanted it to befriend him, just to befriend him, he seemed like a cool guy... Just to befriend him, no more.
Why did I even think like that?!

“Da-an? Hallo?” Phil said, snapping me out of my thoughts again, I blinked confused a few times.
Phil was handing me a bowl with cornflakes, “Oh, sorry.... I was just... Thinking” I said with a vague smile and took the bowl.
I followed him to the dining table where we sat down and ate in silence.

“I have work in about two hours, so I have to head out soon.” Phil said with another smile as he finished his me, I realised that I’d been swimming away in his eyes, embarrassing.
He was probably alluding for me to go home, so I nodded and got up, walking over to the sink where I placed my bowl, I turned around looking at him again.
“I have to go home anyways, my parents are probably worried about me” I said with a smile, not likely though, my parents didn’t care about me.

Phil smiled back and got up himself, like me he placed his bowl in the sink, he smiled at me “okay, I’ll follow you to the door”.
I wanted to ask for his number, I really did, but for some reason, I couldn’t, I felt really nervous but I didn’t know why... That was a lie though, I did know why, but I wouldn’t acknowledge it, I wasn’t gay, I couldn’t be.

“Well...” I mumbled as I stood in the doorway, I didn’t want to leave, I wanted to talk to him, get to know him better.
“It was... nice to meet you, again, I’m so so sorry for yesterday” I said and scratched my neck, I looked at our feet, unable to look him in the eyes.
“Yeah, it was... fun” Phil answered, “don’t worry about last night, again, its okay” he continued, probably smiling at me, but I couldn’t tell, I wasn’t looking at him.
“Ehm... bye” I turned around and started to walk towards the pavement.

I heard steps behind, I stopped up and turned around, Phil was standing behind me with a piece of paper, “it’s, ehm, my number, we could... talk sometime” he said and gave me a smile, he seemed... nervous? I was probably just imagining things.
Still, I couldn’t help but lit up in a huge smile, new achievement; hot guy’s number! Wait, what? Hot, no, not hot, just... I got his number!

“Sure! I’ll write you later” I said and turned around again, waving goodbye to him as I walked away.
I felt, happy? Overfilled with joy? I don’t know, but I was glad, I could actually contact him, and we could start da... become friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends... Friends, just friends.

My head was hurting when I finally got home, my parents were at work (again) so I was alone, luckily.
I felt tired and worn out, and basically just sick.
My brain was tired from the confusing thoughts about Phil, I liked that name, Phil.
I stumbled upstairs and collapsed on my bed, right before closing my eyes, I got my phone out and keyed Phil’s number in, ‘Hey! It’s Dan Thanks for helping last night, again, I’m sorry ’ I wrote and sent the message.
I closed my eyes and quickly I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of a clear blue sea, or rather, eyes, eyes you could drown in, clear blue eyes surrounded by black eyelashes and a pale skin.

;) (Wink) — Description
Title: Summer love?
Author: LennieP and Cilleswolf
Genre: Fan Fiction
Rating: Think everybody can read it?
Warnings: GuyXGuy, nothing else... yet :3
Disclaimer: We do (unfortunately) NOT own Dan or Phil... This story is all fiction (except for Phil and Dan, they’re not imagine)

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Dan's POV

I don’t think I’ve ever been this embarrassed in my entire life, just vomiting all over a total stranger’s doorstep... Even though he didn’t feel like a stranger, I only knew his name, but it felt like I’d known him way longer.

“Do you want something to eat, Dan?” Phil asked from the kitchen, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“Ehm, why not, sure!” I answered and followed him into the kitchen, he smiled at me and pulled out another bowl.
I was still not feeling well, to be honest, I just wanted to go back to sleep, but for now, my mission was to get Phil’s number, god that sounded wrong!
I just wanted it to befriend him, just to befriend him, he seemed like a cool guy... Just to befriend him, no more.
Why did I even think like that?!

“Da-an? Hallo?” Phil said, snapping me out of my thoughts again, I blinked confused a few times.
Phil was handing me a bowl with cornflakes, “Oh, sorry.... I was just... Thinking” I said with a vague smile and took the bowl.
I followed him to the dining table where we sat down and ate in silence.

“I have work in about two hours, so I have to head out soon.” Phil said with another smile as he finished his me, I realised that I’d been swimming away in his eyes, embarrassing.
He was probably alluding for me to go home, so I nodded and got up, walking over to the sink where I placed my bowl, I turned around looking at him again.
“I have to go home anyways, my parents are probably worried about me” I said with a smile, not likely though, my parents didn’t care about me.

Phil smiled back and got up himself, like me he placed his bowl in the sink, he smiled at me “okay, I’ll follow you to the door”.
I wanted to ask for his number, I really did, but for some reason, I couldn’t, I felt really nervous but I didn’t know why... That was a lie though, I did know why, but I wouldn’t acknowledge it, I wasn’t gay, I couldn’t be.

“Well...” I mumbled as I stood in the doorway, I didn’t want to leave, I wanted to talk to him, get to know him better.
“It was... nice to meet you, again, I’m so so sorry for yesterday” I said and scratched my neck, I looked at our feet, unable to look him in the eyes.
“Yeah, it was... fun” Phil answered, “don’t worry about last night, again, its okay” he continued, probably smiling at me, but I couldn’t tell, I wasn’t looking at him.
“Ehm... bye” I turned around and started to walk towards the pavement.

I heard steps behind, I stopped up and turned around, Phil was standing behind me with a piece of paper, “it’s, ehm, my number, we could... talk sometime” he said and gave me a smile, he seemed... nervous? I was probably just imagining things.
Still, I couldn’t help but lit up in a huge smile, new achievement; hot guy’s number! Wait, what? Hot, no, not hot, just... I got his number!

“Sure! I’ll write you later” I said and turned around again, waving goodbye to him as I walked away.
I felt, happy? Overfilled with joy? I don’t know, but I was glad, I could actually contact him, and we could start da... become friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends... Friends, just friends.

My head was hurting when I finally got home, my parents were at work (again) so I was alone, luckily.
I felt tired and worn out, and basically just sick.
My brain was tired from the confusing thoughts about Phil, I liked that name, Phil.
I stumbled upstairs and collapsed on my bed, right before closing my eyes, I got my phone out and keyed Phil’s number in, ‘Hey! It’s Dan Thanks for helping last night, again, I’m sorry ’ I wrote and sent the message.
I closed my eyes and quickly I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of a clear blue sea, or rather, eyes, eyes you could drown in, clear blue eyes surrounded by black eyelashes and a pale skin.