All Because Of Him.

someone leaves a baby on Dan and Phil's doorstep

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23. Day to Ourselves

Dan's POV

“What the hell is going on in here, Dan? And why are you crying on the ground. I know taking care of a baby is hard and all but don’t you think you’re being a little overdramatic?” Phil said as he nonchalantly walked into the nursery as I was bawling my eyes out because I thought I had killed my baby. 
“P-Phil, L-Liam’s on the floor.. I didn’t mean to! I swear! I’m just so clumsy and I-I- “ 
“What are you talking about? Liam’s in his crib crying because you won’t let him sleep.” I quickly wiped away my tears away and got up to see what Phil was talking about. As I got closer to the crib, I felt like my chest no longer felt compressed; that weight on me was lifted once I saw my snot-nosed baby boy wailing his precious blue eyes out. 

“I’m so so sorry baby! I thought I killed you, but you’re alright. Everything is okay now; I’ve got you.” I cradled the tiny infant in my arms as Phil fetched a bottle from the kitchen. I don’t know what I would’ve done with myself if I actually stepped on him. Everything happed too quickly. Now that I think about it.. what the hell did I step on?

“Why the fuck did Joe and Caspar leave their hideous doll in Liam’s nursery?”

“That doll is so creepy. No wonder Liam was crying.” Phil handed me the bottle, clearly over this whole issue. He was too tired to care, I wouldn’t blame him. I just wanted to go to sleep too.

“I think I’m gonna take him to our room tonight, y’know so he won’t cry again.” 
“Don’t step on him for real this time.” Phil chuckled before he left the nursery to go to bed.

The next morning Phil and I took the first morning train to get to his parents’ house for Phil’s birthday. On the way there, we practiced what we were going to say because knowing us, we’d screw it up one way or another. 


Phil and I were outside his parents’ house and we had every single detail of the plan ready. Liam was a friend’s son who we happen to be babysitting for a few days. And being the good people we are, decided to help out watch our friend’s baby. 

“Are you sure you remember the plan, Dan?”

“Yes, we practiced it about a million times on the train.”

“Here goes nothing-“ Phil hesitantly pressed on the door bell.

“Philip! Daniel! How are you two? Oh and who’s this little thing?” Mrs. Lester questioned, getting a better look at Liam.

“We’re good, mum! This here is Liam, our son and friend!“ Phil exclaimed proudly, probably thinking he successfully went through with the plan. His mom was clearly very taken back at the sudden announcement, so it seems like it’s Danny’s turn to save our asses.

But how the hell do you even mess that up?? Honestly Phil. 

“What Philly here meant was that this is our friend’s son and they asked us to babysit for the weekend.” 

Phil’s mum didn’t seem fully convinced but went with it anyway, taking Liam from him. Mrs. Lester was so entertained with Liam’s incoherent babbling that she didn’t realize that Martyn and Cornelia arrived. 

“Ah seems like I did a hell of an interview if you two got-“ if his mookentooken ass doesn’t shut up-

“MArtyN? Is that you? I haven’t seen you seen forever ago!-“ I brought Martyn into a hug to tell him that his mum didn’t know that Liam was ours. I told him that I’ll explain everything later.

“Hun what interview?” Mrs. Lester questioned, coming inside to sit down with the baby.

“Oh um, Phil asked me to recommend them to babysit Liam here to them. The parents are v e r y protective of this baby.”


After breakfast, Mrs. Lester told us to get settled into Phil’s old room while her and Mr.Lester watch Liam. 
It has been a stressful morning; it’s been a stressful few months and we haven’t had time to relax or worry about getting Liam back. In this little time I had with my two favorite boys, I knew I sure as hell wasn’t going to waste a single second of it. Phil and I have been through so much and I knew exactly how I felt about him. This whole experience reminded me why I loved Phil so much; he’s always there for him and now its time to make this thing for real. 

“Hey Phil, now that we’re alone I wanted to wish you a happy birthday. I know I should’ve told you earlier, but I was too busy freaking out about the baby and the plan. Phil, we’ve been through so much with the baby and the fake marriage and I just want to thank you for being the great best friend ever. Thank you for always sticking by me through the worst times of my life. I just want you know that I-“

And of course I was rudely interrupted by none other than Martyn Lester. Guess this was a sign from the universe telling me right now was not the right time to confess my love for the only person I’ve ever truly loved.

“Philip Michael and Daniel James Howell-Lester! We demand an explanation. Why do mum and dad have Liam? Is he not yours yet?” 

“Basically our social worker arranged a little weekend for us with Liam so we can decide if we still want him or not. And of course we do so here he is now! But we can’t tell anyone; we don’t want anyone else to get attached to him if anything doesn’t go our way. The only people who know about our situation is you two and Caspar and Joe. Oh and Troye Sivan. And we’d like to keep it that way until the adoption is approved. “ Phil explained to Martyn and Cornelia.

“So what you’re telling me is that you don’t want anyone to get attached? Have you seen mum and dad, Phil? They’re already attached and he’s supposedly not yours yet. “ 

“Just don’t say anything until we know for sure that he’s going to be ours. “ I told both of them before I walked them to the door, “we need to finish packing, we’ll be down in a second.”

“So Dan, you were saying earlier?” Phil asked me, sitting on the bed. Suddenly my cheeks started to heat up at the thought of what I was going to say before. 

“Oh um I just wanted to tell you that I-“ tell him you idiot.

“yeah?” he scooted closer to me, rushing the blood to my cheeks.

“I um-“ stop being a loser, just tell him.

“Yes, Dan?” he was so much closer, so close I could see every single color in his eyes. Blue. Green. Yellow. 

“I have your present in my suitcase!” what a fuckin’ loser. I don’t even have a present for him. I was just planning on taking him out to dinner. I got up and ruined the moment for no reason! “Actually Phil-“ I stopped looking through my bag to apologize, but I was cut off by lips on mine. I gave him in to him. His lips molded so perfectly against mine. It was a short yet sweet kiss. I looked into his eyes, our foreheads touching. My heart was racing incredibly fast 

“I know, Dan. I love you too.” 

“How- how did you know?” I was clearly taken back and confused at what just happened. But was I that obvious?

“Dan, you had that same flustered look in 2009 when we accidentally got too close or briefly touched. I’ve always loved your pink cheeks when you got embarrassed. You’re adorable.” Phil told me as he inched closer to close the gap between us. I knew it was Phil’s birthday but it sure as hell felt like mine. 


“Just don’t say anything and come here.” looks like Phil’s getting a birthday present after all.

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