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Dans pov

Here I sit on my bed, feeling rather sorry for myself. Honestly, what is wrong with me? Its not like he even feels the same way or anything! God, why cant I get the thought of kissing him out of my mind? He's just too handsome, its not fair! I scream internally. I flop down onto my stomach and bury my face in my pillow, I would just have to stay like this until I got over this little crush! Then again, at this rate Id be here for years! I groaned, knowing that my little imaginings could never become a reality: i would never get to kiss him! Would i? "Of course not you daft old sod" I think to myself "why would someone who doesnt even like boys, kiss you, his best friend? Things like that just dont happen!" I feel the hot tears begin to stream down my face as I realise that my internal voice was right, Phil would never even think about kissing me. Oh god, its unbearable how much I want to run my hand through his dark hair, to get lost in his beautiful eyes, to kiss his soft lips. I cant help but wonder what kissing him would be like; would it be gentle and slow? Or rough and passionate? I feel so lost, these feelings just make me so confused! I feel like a run away train, almost flying of the tracks at every corner, every twist making me feel more and more uncertain. What if I just kissed him? Whats the worst that can happen? He could ask me to leave, I could end up alone, I could never see his beautiful face again. So that wasn't an option then, i couldn't lose Phil! He's my sun, the only thing that keeps me going. So I keep on hiding my feelings then. No, I cant do that, its to painful being this close to him and not being able to pull him into my embrace and kiss him passionately. What do I do then? I guess im stuck, neither option seems particularly enticing. Maybe I should just tell him how I feel, maybe that way we can still be friends if he doesnt feel the same way and if he does? Well, if he does, then all my troubles will be over! Thats it then, I tell him how I feel and hope I dont ruin our friendship in the process, that sounds like a plan! I start to fall asleep, still thinking about what would happen if Phil felt the same way, if I kissed him and he kissed me back. When I do finally drift off, I have a huge smile plastered on my face.

The next day I wake up and remember what I intend to do. I smile softly, nervous butterfly's flying around my stomach. I check the time on my phone: thirteen minutes past eleven, hopefully Phil will be up by now. I go and pull on a T-shirt and some jeans, wanting to look slightly presentable for what I was about to do. In any case, if Phil freaks out and wants me to leave, I want to at least be able to without awkwardly getting dressed before hand. I try my hardest not to think about what will happen if Phil doesnt feel the same way, knowing that, if I dwell on it, I am bound to chicken out. I look in the mirror and smile bravely, running my fingers through my curly, unstraightened hair. I cant be bothered straighten it knowing that, the longer I put this off, the less likely I am to go through with it. I step out of my room and smile as I hear Phil crashing about in the kitchen, at least he's awake! I enter the living room and take a deep breath, psyching myself up for what I was about to do. "Phil" I call out to him, "can you come in here for a second? I need to talk to you." "Morning Dan!" He shouts from the kitchen, "Just a sec, Ill be with you in a minute!" I sit on the sofa and fiddle with my hobbit fringe as I wait for him. A few minutes (and a couple of thuds later), he comes in carrying two cups of tea, offering my one as he does so. I accept and drink a bit before putting it down and turning back to him. He sits down next to me on the sofa and flashes me a smile. My belly does flips and my heart begins to go into over drive. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about?" He asks, sipping his tea. "You might want to put your tea down before I continue." I say, knowing that Phil plus tea and a shock would not go well together. He nods and puts it down. I take his hand in mine before I begin again. "Now, this might come as a bit of a shock for you Phil but I.." I take a deep breath, knowing that what I was about to say would change our relationship forever. "Go on Dan," Phil says, sensing that im unsure about what to say. "I. .I. .I kind of, maybe, sort of, um.. have feelings for you" I say the last part fast as I feel my face getting redder and redder. Phil sits there, looking slightly stunned for a moment. "Im sorry, I shouldn't of said that. I should go." I mumble beginning to stand up. "Dan, no, dont go." Phil says, pulling back down so im sitting back on the sofa next to him " the thing is" he begins, his face going a dark scarlet, "I kind of, maybe, sort of.. have feelings for you too." He admits, his hand squeezing mine. I freeze, my heart beating like a fricking xylophone. "What would you do if I were to kiss you right now?" I ask, biting my lip. "Why dont you find out?" Phil says, leaning towards me. Phil and I get closer and closer until our lips finally meet. Electricity shoots through my body and I put my arm around Phil's torso, pulling him closer. The kiss intensifies, his hands are in my hair now and my leg is around his waist. I smile as we kiss more and more, every atom in my body on fire. I kissed him, I really kissed him, and the best part is: he kissed me back.

The end