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)


7. Mateus

Aeryn's POV


After a few exhausting hours, we finally arrive home. The four of us carry everything to our flat, and the boys leave, probably to film some videos or something. Phil kisses my forehead before he leaves, leaving me all giddy, like a school girl. I don't blush for once, but not because I'm used to the kisses, probably because I'm not so embarrassed anymore.

I sit on my bed, in a position that's probably going to give me a bad back, and log onto my laptop. With nothing else to do, I scroll through Tumblr for literally an hour, until the images start taking too long to load. That frustrates me, so I open up Twitter, and stalk some funny profiles. 

At the top of the page, where it says home, connect, and discover, I notice a little blue glow under 'connect'. My Twitter account is dead, the only connections I get are either spams, or sales. Frowning, I click on it, to see literally hundreds of mentions, or retweets, or favourites. What the hell?! I swear to God, if Mati has spammed my Twitter account - Wait, she doesn't have Twitter. Oops.

I star reading through some of the mentions, and my eyes widen in surprise. They're from... Phil's fans. There's nothing about Mati, because Dan hasn't mentioned her yet, but there's so much... stuff! Pictures, links to huge paragraphs, simple tweets... Oh my God.

'OMG SAW PHIL AND HIS NEW GIRLFRIEND IN THE SHOPPING CENTRE OMG OMG OMG ASDFGHJKL;' with a picture attached, of Phil and I, in the centre earlier today.

Pretty much every tweet consists of caps lock, O-M-G's, asdfghjkl;'s, and the words 'new girlfriend'. I'm not his girlfriend, we're just seeing each other, to see how things go! Maybe I should tweet that? Or maybe Phil would get offended, if he saw it. So instead, I go full out creative, and tweet 'hi guys'.

Then, I sit back, and watch the mentions explode. Fangirls attack me with questions, so I decide to answer some of them. I want them to like me, so surely they're going to appreciate it if I bother to interact with them. The first one I see, is 'Are you and Phil official!?' with many question, and exclamation marks.

My amazing answer is 'Not yet, we're just seeing each other, and we'll see how that goes :) x'. I add the smiley face, because I think it makes me seem kinder, in some weird sense. Also, I put one kiss at the end of everything, so that's why that's there. 

I scroll through some more questions, finding a few hate messages. They don't affect me, Phil's already told me that I shouldn't care, because they don't know me, which is very true. However, my favourite hate message is 'Why are you so ugly?'

Okay, as sarcastic, and ignorant as this makes me, I'm going to reply with 'I don't know :/ it's either my parents fault, or mine for being a bad make-up applicator. Sorry x'. Yes, it's a little bit bitchy, but I want them to know that whatever they say negatively, isn't going to affect me. A few seconds later, people start replying to my tweet, with many 'lol's', 'haha's', and 'OMG's'. They seem to adore me for standing up for myself like that, in the most sarcastic way possible.

'Have you met Dan yet? Do you like him?' well, there were a few extra added bits in that question, but I cut to the chase and dumbed it down.

'Yes I have, and he's a sweetheart :) x' another fantastic reply.

'How did you meet Phil?' 

'My friend and I have moved in next door to him and Dan, and they came over when we played MCR too loudly, oops ;) x' 

I answer about ten more questions, before the questions kind of fade away, and it turns into fangirling. I'd call them crazy, but I love bands, I'm a true fangirl at heart, I understand their pain. Loving someone who you've never met is always difficult, which is why I praise the Lord for concerts, and meet and greets. Now those, are the highlights of our society.

My phones starts ringing, so I answer, seeing the caller ID as 'Gummy Bear'. That's been my brothers nickname since we were kids, because the first thing he ever gave to me was a gummy bear, and since then, they've been my favourite sweet. Everytime there's a special occasion, like my birthday (which is coming up soon, 1st of September), or Christmas, he buys me some kind of gummy bear related thing.

"Sup' baby bro?" I say, stretching my back before I get serious spinal damage.

"Ten minutes makes me the baby, huh?" he laughs.

"Yes, yes it does, Ciaran," I giggle, "So, why'd you call?"

"I want to know how the hell you got in with Phil Lester?! I'm a straight man, but even I wouldn't mind a piece of Dan and Phil," yes, ladies and gentleman, I have a fanboy brother.

"Sometimes, I really do question your sexuality," I say, getting off my bed to wonder around the kitchen, "Anyway, Mati and I moved in next door to them. Cool, right?" 

"Mati? How is she?" Ciaran's voice saddens a bit, and I feel really bad for bringing her into the conversation. 

Basically, Mati and Ciaran have always had a bit of a 'thing' going on. They pretty much always flirted (annoying the hell out of me), and they've slept together a couple times. I thought they were just bed buddies, but judging my Ciaran's emotional voice, they were a bit more than that.

"She's... Good," I awkwardly say, walking out onto the balcony.

"Wait, she's not with Dan, is she?" he quickly asks, jealousy clearly in his tone.

Ah, the awkwardness, "I'd say 'nah of course not', but I'd be lying."

"For God's sake-" so a lot of swearing takes place, "How can I compete with someone famous?"

"Um, she doesn't know he's famous," I tell him, practically being suffocated by awkwardness.

"... Oh. I guess I don't stand a chance anyway... I'm gonna' go, nice talking to you sis. I'll call you again, on our birthday," he hangs up, before I can say anything else.

Sighing, I gaze out onto the streets of London. Cars drive around, probably coming home from their jobs. Everyone looks like an ant from how high up we are, making me feel a little giddy. The buildings surrounding us tower even higher, the thought of working in one of them just makes me feel sick. It's even worse knowing my birthday is on Monday, and it's Saturday.

Yeah, I hate my birthday.

You can roll your eyes all you want, but I hate it. It's just like, here's something I bought for you, you're even older than last year, getting closer to death! Or who the hell thought of balloons? Here you go, here's a plastic sack of my breath! Guys, birthdays are a big no-no. Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas and stuff, but my birthday is all about me, and I don't like that.

Sighing, I wander back inside, and watch some more of Phil's videos. He cheers me up again, so I decide to bother Mati, because I'm a wonderful best friend. 

"Mateus!" I yell, walking straight into her room.

"Aeryn!" she screams, and I pretty much freeze in the doorway.

I have no idea when Dan got here, but it looks like he's been here for a while. Why? Oh, you know, just because he's eating my best friend's face off! Okay, that's an exaggeration, I doubt Dan's a bad kisser, but they had their tongues pretty far in each others' mouths. Also, Dan has his hand up the back of her shirt, whereas Mati's hands are in his back pockets. Can I just die, like right now?

"Mateus?" Dan raises an eyebrow, clearly not affected by the situation.

"When did you get here?" I say, feeling so awkward that I'd rather star in a Saw movie.

"About an hour ago," he sticks his bottom lip out, his hand still up her shirt. Seriously.

So, yeah, I just walked in on them... At least they were only kissing, rather intensely, but only kissing. It's not like I walked in on them doing something a lot worse than that. I wonder if Phil's a good kisser... Okay, that's off subject. 

"I heard a scream, is everything okay?" Phil breathlessly says, skidding down the hall in his socks.

"Everything's incredibly peachy. And awkward," I groan, slamming Mati's bedroom door closed.

"Why? What happened?" he asks, following me into the lounge.

With bright red cheeks, I explain it to him, and he cringes. Wow, way to make me feel better, Phil. I don't blame him though, I love Mati to pieces, but that's just... No. Considering they only had their first kiss today, as well. 

"So, what are you up to?" I change the subject, before I puke.

"I was just editing a new video," he tells me, running his fingers through his hair. Damn, that's hot.

"Can I come over? I'm not really comfortable with the proximity I have here, to a couple going at it," I add my excuse on the end, not really caring about that anymore.

"Yeah, sure," we get up, I grab my phone, and we leave.

But of course, before I close the door, I yell, "Dan, use protection!" making Phil break down into a fit of laughter.

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