It's Just Dee

[COMPLETED] Dan and Phil fanfic.


2. Dee's POV

I was excited when PJ told me that he wanted to me to meet, but when I got here the excitement faded into anxiety, when I noticed that the friend he wanted me to meet, was the boy from the cafeteria, the one I had a crush on. I wonder If PJ had told him that I was agender. What if he wasn't into people like me? What if he was straight? These thought were soon interrupted by Phil asking about my major, which I replied law, and then asked him the same hoping he wouldn’t ask more about it as I really didn’t know why I majored in law, I absolutely hated it. When he said English I smiled, because that was what I was going to major in before my parents convinced me that a job in law would be more financially stable. I was going to ask him more before he asked “Where are you from? I’m just curious you have a very peculiar way of speaking voice, it’s very posh like.”

“I’m from London, actually,” I said quietly feeling small.

“Oh.. I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to be offensive” Phil said as he looked down.

“It’s ok, I’m used to comments like that,” I said trying to reassure him, I looked at his barely touched drink, “Do you not like your drink” I inquired.

“It’s’t like eating in front of other people,” he blushed and looked down at his hands that were in his lap.

“Oh…do you want to get out of here?” I asked hoping I could take him to my thinking spot, “Sure, as long as it not to far from the dorms,” he replied gleefully.

“It’s about a five minute walk in that direction,” I said hoping he meant the northern dorms.

“North dorms right?” I nodded in response. He got up and we began leaving the cafe. When we got to the streets he asked me, “Do you recognize me, I think I’ve seen you in the cafeteria before?”

“Yeah, I think so” I said trying to be cool.

“Cool, so where is your thinking spot?”

“Just follow me,” I said as I started walking. By the time we had gotten there, it was obvious that we took more than five minutes. I walked up to a huge oak tree by a stream and sat down under it, Phil did the same soon after.

“So… um… do you really recognize me?” Phil asked as he blushed.

“Yeah, it would be hard not to remember a face like yours,” I said, instantly regretting it, as my face went red hot.

“Oh” Phil giggled, “I recognized you as soon as PJ and I entered Starbucks.”

“Really?” I questioned excitedly.

“” he stuttered in cute way that made me blush. I looked in his eyes, they were a light blue color that looked amazing with the contrast of his dark fringe. I looked at him and realized that I would never be able to be with him, he was straight, with these thoughts, a wave of emotions came over me and I began to sob. I hid my face between my knees but Phil still noticed.“Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine, I just realized something,” I said quietly trying to calm myself down.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No, I don’t want to talk about it. I’m fine,” I said frustrated.

“Sorry. I was just worried about you.” I looked up puzzled.

“You were worried? About me?”


“Oh, can I tell you anything,” I said as I took a deep breath.

“Yes, you can trust me,” I looked in his eyes to see a worried expression.

“Ok, so, I-I have a crush on this guy and I want to tell him but I’m not sure if I should or not,” I confessed feeling relieved to get this off of my chest.

“Ok, so how well do you know this guy?” Phil said with a saddened smile.

“Not very well, but I hope to be able to get to know him better,” I grinded, Phil smiled back.

“You should tell him,” he grinned, I could tell he picked up that I was talking about him.

“Phil, will you go on a date with me?” I asked, he looked up in surprise, and grinned nodding.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, you can ask me anything”

“How did you know you were agender?” he asked before quickly adding, “It’s ok if you don’t wanna talk about it.” I sighed, I’ve always just changed the subject when people bring this up, but with Phil I want to tell him.

“I don’t really know, I just don’t feel like masculine, or feminine really, I just feel like me, sometimes I question if this is all real or if there is just something wrong with me.”

“Oh,” he said, “do you want to ask me a question?” I nodded.

“What’s your sexuallity?” I questioned.

“I’m not really sure, I always pretend that I’m straight around my family, and for a while I even thought I was straight, but then I saw you in the cafeteria and all of that changed,” he sighed heavily.

“If it's any help, I think you might be pansexual,” I suggested.

“What’s pansexual?” he asked curiously.

“It’s when you are attracted to all genders,” I answered.

“Oh,” he smiled, “my turn, what does Dee stand for?”

“It stands for Daniel, but for now I’m just Dee.” I said, as he leaned forward and our lips touched.

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