Dans POV:

Phil was lying on my bed, his head on my chest, facing the ceiling. It didn't look all that comfortable because, him being a man giant, meant that his legs were falling off the side of the bed. He seemed quiet happy so I didn't question it, I was just enjoying the feeling of Phil being so close to me. We're always close but moments like this I treasure, moments where he's on me. Not in a sexual way like everyone else seems to want but in a cuddly way. 
"We should move in together" Phil randomly spoke. I was messing on my phone when he said it and nearly dropped it off the bed. His voice was so soft like he wasn't afraid of my reaction, he stated it more than questioned it which for some reason made my heart swell with warmth. 
"what?" I questioned, looking down at his face. Our eyes connected for a moment, not long enough, I wanted to get lost in his eyes forever. 
"Not now" Phil said, moving himself next to me, lying flat so he was still focused on the ceiling. I moved my body down the bed and lay flat so I was staring upwards too, our shoulders touching "We'll be 18 next year you know"
"I'm very aware of my age Philip" I replied and smiled. He knocked his shoulder into mine and giggled slightly
"Dan I'm being serious" he whined at me 
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Continue please" I said, trying to contain laughter that usually arrived when someone was basically telling me not to laugh, but as soon as Phils soft voice started up again the need to laugh was gone and replaced with the need to listen to everything he uttered. 
"We're in college now, we can get a job. Why not save up for a house or flat?" 
"That's a good idea" I told him, thinking about it. Imagine moving in with your best friend, how could you refuse that? Although it doesn't help if you have a major crush on said friend and what if Phil gets a girlfriend and brings her to the house? I don't think I could bring myself to see that... but what if we got closer and he realised he loved me? 
"are you okay Dan?" Phil asked me 
"yeah, yeah. I'm just thinking about it" I reassured him with a smile which he returned "I better get a job then hey, got a lot of saving up to do" 
"same here" He replied and gave me the biggest smile ever "can't wait for us to be roomies! We'll be like Joey and Chandler!"
"I swear if you give me a gold bracelet and call us bracelet buddies I'm moving out" I laughed at my FRIENDs reference and Phil joined in. Shaking all over with joy, I felt his shoulder rub against my own.
"Awe you ruined my Christmas present for you!" He pouted 
"Don't you dare" I warned 
"You'd love it Danny."
"Oh yeah?" I challenged 
"Yeah! because it's from me" 
"you got me there Philly boy" I replied and laughed. It was weird that, how true what he said was. He could go to Blackpool and bring me back a broken sea shell from the beach rather than some candy rock and I'd love it just as much because it's from him. Just the fact he thought about me would make my day... is that sad? Is this what love does to a person? 

We lay in silence for a moment, I don't know how but our hands became intertwined. I started playing with his fingers and he didn't pull away and call me gay, he kept his hand their and smiled at my actions.
"What?" I questioned, turning his hand over so I could tickle his palm
"You're cute" He laughed and stuck his tongue out 
"I'm manly I'll have you know" I argued back and moved away from his hand so I could flex my muscle "see"
"do you have a cordless hammer drill?" He questioned and arched an eyebrow at me
"well no-" I started
"ha see! you are not a man until you get one" He declared triumphantly 
"Says who?"
"The great man god of man island who made the rules. The 10 manly rules to being a man. He wasn't very creative" he told me "He declared that a man is only a man when he goes to the gym multiple times a week, doesn't straighten his hair and owns a cordless hammer drill"
"For fuck sake Phil you literally just described the complete opposite of me!" I realised and he just stuck his tongue out "shut up, not like you're any manlier" 
"I'll have you know my dad bought me a cordless hammer drill the other day" He told me confidently and we began to laugh so hard that my stomach began to hurt
"stop Phil. I'm picturing you trying to figure out a drill and its- you're literally killing me here" I said through bursts of laughter. Phil turned over so he was lying on his side, his black hair fell over his face in layers like a beautiful waterfall. He pushed it back and stared right into my eyes, it made my laughter stop nearly instantly.
"I'm literally killing you am I?" He winked. 
"shut up" I laughed again and pushed him. I felt the muscles on his biceps as I shoved him, he was built so strongly. I only had a moment to enjoy his structure before he fell off the bed and lay on the floor. The loudest bang erupted around the room and I praised emperor's new clothes Devil Urie that my parents weren't home right now to hear that. I rolled over on the bed and looked over the side to see Phil on his back, eyes closed.
"Phil?" I questioned and began to get worried when he didn't reply. I jumped off the bed quickly, anxiety swelling in my stomach as my heart beat loudly "Phil, are you okay?" I asked the unresponsive boy on the floor. I touched his neck to check for a pulse, suddenly his eyes opened at once and I fell backwards into my bedside table. I felt the table rock and the IKEA lamp I had on there hit me in the back of the head. I rubbed it and groaned "What the actual Phil?" 
"You literally  almost killed me Mr. Howell" He said as he got up and grinned
"you little-" I began and shook my head.
"Joker, I think that's the correct term" He spoke confidently
"That's not exactly the word I was thinking of " I began just as Phil's phone buzzed. He pulled it out of his jeans and his face lit up
"Is that bae?" I asked, trying not to sound jealous because I'm not the jealous type and it's not a good look on me.
"yas!!" Phil jumped up "where's your laptop?" he questioned and ran over to where I usually kept it, he grabbed it quickly and jumped onto my bed. Honestly he has gotten so much more confident since when I first met him, he basically lives at my house but this is what best friends are for right? 
"Phil calm down" I laughed at him as he began to open the lid  "what was that message?" 
I joined him on the bed and saw him getting up YouTube 
"you know how YouTube send you notifications?"
"yeah..." 
"well Shane Dawsons newest video on his main channel has been uploaded and I've been waiting for this!" 
"Shane Dawson?" I questioned, I wasn't that well educated on YouTube. I just thought it was a place where people played DDR, did lets plays and post music.
"Oh my! You don't know Shane Dawson?" I shook my head and Phil quickly typed in his name and showed me a video.

3 hours later we were still on his channel. I had been laughing so much my cheeks had begun to hurt and my mouth was a permanent smile. 
"This is what I want to do" Phil told me 
"wait you can do this stuff?" I asked 
"yeah! Totally, you just film and edit and upload" He told me excitedly 
"why don't you do it?" I questioned him and his smile faded a little
"I- I sort of already gave it a try but I'm too shy to publish it"
"NO WAY!" I outburst, I patted his arm repetitively "SHOW ME, SHOW ME!" 
"no" 
"Phil please" I said and gave him puppy dog eyes. After a minute he sighed and signed into his account so he could put on his first video, it was a cute video of him in his room doing a 'video blog' 

"Aww, I love it!" I said when it finished.
"you like it?"
"of course" I cheered "are you going to make more? I need more Phil. I love the name by the way" AmazingPhil suited him so well because he was amazing. 
"I tried to have Philisamazing because that's the name you put on my contact but it was already taken" He sighed 
"Amazingphil is so much better!" I chirped "So are you going to publish this?"
"I might..."
I thought for a second and came up with a deal 
"okay, if you publish it... I'll make my own channel" 

My writing has gotten crap, I am very tired. BUT ITS NEARLY CHRISTMAS HALF TERM! 2 more weeks to go <3 
- Rach