my first phanfic part 2 by moustachesss, literature
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my first phanfic part 2
Dan had been trying to edit a video for hours, but no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't get his mind to it. He kept thinking about Phil. Seeing his room mate hurt so much. He really wanted to tell him how he felt, but Dan knew that that would ruin their entire friendship and that's the last thing he wanted. No, telling Phil wasn't an option.
"Are you still editing that video?" Phil asked when he saw that Dan was still sitting behind his desk. "Yeah, I don't know why but I just can't seem to concentrate". "Maybe you should try to relax? Take a break?" Phil suggested. "That's probably a good idea" ."We could go catch a film?". Going to
my first phanfic part 1 by moustachesss, literature
Literature
my first phanfic part 1
It was a rainy afternoon in London. Dan was sitting on the sofa with his latop on his lap. He was reading phanfiction, again. He didn't quite know why he liked reading those stories about him and Phil so much. When he read them, he got this weird, tingly feeling in his stomach. It was almost like hundreds of little butterflies where flying around in his belly.
No Dan, No, you are not in love with Phil. He's your best friend and that's all he'll ever be. You can't be in love with him, it's wrong! Deep down Dan knew that telling himself that it was wrong and that it would never happen, wouldn't stop him thinking about Phil all the time. His fe
Phan: Creepston - Chapter 5 by IHaveAMoustache, literature
Literature
Phan: Creepston - Chapter 5
Title: Creepston
Pairing: Phan
Author: IHaveAMoustache/Emzswigglez
Genre: Anti-Phan (Will change!)
Rating: 12
Warnings: Tiny bits of swearing!
Disclaimer: I do not own Dan/Phil!
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Phil's POV
"PHIL? Um, hello?! Is anyone in there?! Hello?!"
My eyes fluttered open as I heard violent banging on the front door. I groaned and forced my eyes to look at the clock. Ten o'clock? Already? I stretched my arms and legs and heaved myself off of the bed. It was extremely dark now; the sun had set and night had taken over. Mentally slapping myself for not buying a lamp, I tried to make my way about in the dark, pressing and touching at random ob