Phillip's POV*

"DAN! Stop!" I pleaded.

"But Phiiiiiiil, you look so pretty and I'm horny." He smirked seductively and brushed our lips but not completely kissing me. The urge to kiss him was becoming unbearable, despite everything, I WAS attracted to Dan a lot, but can you blame me? He is almost identical to Daniel ... he IS Daniel but ... in just a different universe. He had all his quirks and habbits, his laugh, his smile, his voice ...

It was still wrong though and it was taking all my strength to ignore the urge to connect our lips like I desperately wanted to.

"I'm not Phil, it's me Phillip! You don't want me right? You want Phil!" I tried to remind him. His face turned into a scowl and his grip tightened on my arms which were currently pinned above my head. 

"I don't like Phil, I hate Phil." He spat. My eyes widened in shock, what happened?

"Why do you hate Phil?" I asked, trying to sound gentle. Dan's eyes squeezed shut but he opened them again and looked calmer, smiling down at me.

"Never mind about him, where were we? I know you want me Phillip, I can see the hunger in your eyes." He grinned and I felt his hand run slowly down my chest. I struggled in his hold but couldn't help shiver in delight at his touch. My breath came out ragged and uneven, I knew I was getting turned on and that wasn't good.

Suddenly Dan's lips were on mine and my defence fell for a few seconds as I happily kissed him back, sighing as he tugged my hair. Once he pulled away my senses caught up with me and I remembered the situation. His fingers trailed down to my belt buckle and I tensed.

"DAN STOP! You don't want this, you're just really dru-Aaah!" I yelped as he grabbed my groin. My yelp turned into a pleasurable groan as he continued to palm me through my pyjama pants. My body was tingling with need and lust and Dan with a sexy smirk wasn't doing me any justice.

"Dan, please." I whimpered suddenly. I felt tears sting my eyes, I felt like a baby but I hated feeling vulnerable. I noticed Dan immediately stopped and looked down at me wide eyed. He looked at me with a shocked and hurt expression and rolled off me. He looked like he was going to cry himself.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, sounding less drunk than he was before, although I could still detect the slur. 

"Dan ... what happened?" I asked, cautiously sitting up to listen. He sighed a sad sigh and a small tear escaped his eye.

"It's Ph-Phil." He stuttered, "He was with that Sarah girl. They were talking and then they kissed, I don't know who kissed who but they still kissed ..." He whimpered.

"Oh ... Dan." I sighed and brought him into a hug which he snuggled into. "I'm sorry, I'm sure it was a misunderstanding, I'm sure he doesn't really like her." I reassured.

Although, I'm not completely convinced myself ... if Phil was drunk, surely his feelings would compel him to kiss Dan, so why did he kiss Sarah? Maybe there is something going on between them and Phil haden't noticed it yet. I sigh and stroke Dan's hair as he eventually fell asleep.

But Phil ... he sounded so sure when he said he liked Dan ... maybe I had read it wrong ...

I gently laid Dan down and tip toed out the room, feeling slightly dishevelled and flustered. I flattened my hair and dusted myself off. I cringed when I saw the visible bulge in my pyjama bottoms. I sighed and walked to the kitchen to make another cup of tea and watch a bit of TV until Phil got home. Luckily my 'problem' vanished after a few minutes.

Not long later I heard the door unlock again and I saw Phil enter the room. I suddenly felt angry, I couldn't understand it but there was a sudden rage that hated him for hurting Dan when they should be together, WHEN THEY LOVE EACH OTHER!

I stood up and grabbed him, pushing him against the wall. He didn't look any where near as hammered as Dan was and he looked shocked. "What the HELL are you playing at?" I spat.

"WHAT? What's going on?" He asked, sounding surprised.

"You know DAMN WELL what! You KISSED Sarah and Dan saw! He came home drunk and I had to make sure he was okay! Where were you AND WHY DIDN'T YOU HELP HIM? HE COULD HAVE BEEN HIT BY A CAR OR RAPED IN AN ALLY WAY. WHY DID YOU ABANDON HIM FOR THAT SLUT?" I growled.

He looked completely shell shocked and he stared at me open mouthed. I saw worry flash in his eyes. "I've been looking for Dan all night I swear! I have been worried about him for hours, I had no idea where he vanished to. I knew he had a few drinks but I didn't know just how hammered he got! Also, Sarah thought we were a thing so she came right up to me and kissed me I SWEAR!" He argued.

"You should really be more careful! You're supposed to look after him! You're supposed to be there for him at fatal times like these! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LOVE HIM! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO TELL HIM THAT! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE UNTIL IT'S GONE OKAY? AND HE COULD HAVE DIED!" I fully yelled. A tear fell down my cheek as I let my own emotions shine through.

I let go of him and slumped back against the opposite wall, feeling defeated once again. "You don't know what you have until it's gone. You need to look after him, tell him. Do you know how hard it is to just be in the same room as him for me? I already lost that chance, lost him, so don't you go fucking up yours." I said quietly and pushed off the wall to go to sleep.

I felt utterly lost, defeated, hollow. I can't make their situation about me ... but I just needed to let him know ... 

We are completely different universes. The results of things might not be the same as my world, but maybe with my help I could push their relationship in an okay direction so it doesn't crash and burn and that was/is how it will end in THIS world. 

Not if I have anything to say about it. 

I lost my Daniel.

I'm not going to let Phil lose his.