MatiIsNotOnFire & AmazingAeryn (Dan & Phil FanFic)

When Mati and Aeryn move into a new flat, they least expect to be next door to Dan Howell and Phil Lester. It all kicks off when the girls start playing My Chemical Romance at full volume, drawing the guy's attention. Dan wants to join the party, but Phil isn't so pleased - until he sees Aeryn. The guys are shocked at first, when the girls don't recognise them from YouTube, but then they see it as a way to make genuine friends (or more?;). That is, until Aeryn figures it out, but promises to keep their fame a secret from Mati.
Mati and Dan end up being in the same law class, whereas Phil likes to stalk Aeryn to her job, at the bakery. Mati still doesn't know the boys are famous, even when they participate in some videos, thinking it's 'just a vlog'. But what will happen if she ever finds out they're famous?

Aeryn's P.O.V written by Teri (Terrance)
Mati's P.O.V written by Molly (Molsy)

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21. Perfect

Aeryn's POV

 

I've really screwed up this time. Sure, Mati and I argued, but I never, and I mean never, lie to her. And that's exactly what I've done; I've lied to her. I should have told her everything from day one, or persuaded Dan to do it. God, Aeryn you're so stupid!

"Aeryn, you okay?" Phil asks, leaning in my bedroom doorway.

Dumbly, I shake my head, staring at the paperwork in front of me.

"What's all of this?" he asks, picking up one of the many pieces of paper.

"Paperwork," I state, quite blatantly.

"What kind of paperwork?" he awkwardly asks. Everything has been awkward ever since Mati walked out.

"Student loans, wages, rent, food... Everything..." I mutter, so stressed over everything.

How am I meant to pay for rent, without Mati's contribution? She had a steady flow of money coming from her parents, as she's still a student. As for me, I've got to pay off my university loans, work a shitty job at a bakery, and balance my rent somewhere in there. I can't live by myself.

"You can move in with Dan and I, if it makes anything easier," Phil suggests, giving me a side hug.

"No... You don't have to do that," I murmur, leaning into him.

"Okay, but the offer's always there," he smiles at me, and I force one back.

"Phil..." I clear my throat, "I might go back to Liverpool for a while," I tell him quietly.

"What?" his jaw drops slightly, and he looks incredibly upset.

I sigh, shifting uncomfortably. I couldn't stay here by myself; I just can't pay for everything. Also, I can't move in with Dan and Phil, because it's just so... Tense. Dan's hit a low, and refuses to do anything. As for Phil, he doesn't know what to do, and can hardly look me in the eye. If I move back to Liverpool, there's no worries of rent, I can get myself a stable job, and pay everything off, before finding my own place again.

"I'm sorry, I just think it would be so much easier if I left for a little while, to get everything under control," I try to explain, but I can feel Phil tensing beside me.

"So you're just going to walk out, too?" Phil growls, his normal, collective self slipping away.

"No, it's not like that-"

"So what is it like?!" he demands, standing up to throw his arms in the air.

"Phil, I can't fucking pay for this flat, and seeing Dan everyday makes me feel so fucking guilty!" I shout at him, standing up too, but I'm still a whole lot shorter than him.

"Fine! Just go back to Liverpool then, I don't care!" he yells, and I cower ever so slightly.

"So is that your way of breaking up with me?" I angrily reply, prodding his chest.

"I don't fucking know!" he curses, and I physically flinch, taking a step back, "Aeryn... I'm sorry," he sighs, refusing to look at me again.

For a few moments, the only sound is our breath, recovering from the yelling. My heart beat echoes in my ears, with every rise and fall of my chest. I rub my forehead with a sweaty palm, trying to get the headache out of my mind.

"Maybe... Maybe you should go back to Liverpool," Phil says, his voice barely a whisper.

"Are we done here, then?" I ask quietly, already cringing away from the answer.

"Lets just take a break," he suggests, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Whatever," I mumble, "Get out."

"I still love you, Aeryn," he says, on his way out of my- well, old - flat.

"I get that a lot," I sarcastically spit, and I know he heard me.

Once I hear the door click shut, I fall back onto my bed, sobbing horrendously. I'm expecting to be bombarded with hugs, and words of comfort, but Mati isn't here anymore. She's in the city, with Ciaran, my own fucking brother. I'm all alone. I have no one. No one at all,except my mum and dad.

*

"Aeryn!" my mum gushes, squeezing me into a hug.

"Hey, mum," I say, no light in my voice whatsoever.

She tries to cheer me up, but I shut her out, only allowing her to carry some boxes up to my room. All of Mati's stuff is gone from the apartment too; Ciaran came to collect it before I left. I paid my final month of rent, quit my job, and here I am. A jobless twenty three year old, who lives with her parents. I don't even have a boyfriend anymore.

"Honey, I'm sure Mati will come to terms, and forgive you," my mum tries to persuade me, but I just shrug her off, falling onto my bed to go to sleep, "Phil will also realise what he's doing, and ask for you back, too."

"Sure," I mutter, rolling onto my side, so that my back is facing her.

"Honey, don't do this again... I went through it once, I don't think I can do it again," my mum sobs, referring to my abusive relationship with Dylan.

"Mmh," I grunt, and I can hear my mum's sniffling quieten, as her footsteps get further away.

For a while, I cry again, leaving all of my boxes entirely packed. I don't care anymore, what's the point? I have nothing to worry about anymore, except for my student loans. My dad can probably pay them off, with a little persuasion from me. There's no job to worry about, nothing about paying for a place to live, and no relationships to panic over. I'm a free woman.

Who's devastatingly alone. 

Then, an idea pops into my head. I send a quick text to an old friend of mine, and drag myself off of my bed. I grab a jacket, and pull it on, zipping it up to my neck, as well as pulling the hood up. I shout to my mum that I'm going out, but she doesn't reply. 

Silently, I walk to the local park. It's not really a park, it's more of a field with a broken swing set, and a few benches. Swallowing bravely, I sit at one of the benches, being the only person in the park, laced with morning dew. As I breathe, a cloud of steam forms, but I don't feel the cold. I don't really feel much, to be honest.

"Aeryn, you wanted to see me," a familiar voice says, taking a seat beside me.

"I do," I mumble, gazing down at my shoes.

"What can I do for you?" he asks, with sparkling green eyes.

"You can take me back," I say, adding a flirty smile to the end of it.

"Perfect," Dylan smirks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, to pull me to his lips.

What the fuck did I just do?

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