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)


15. The Boyfriend Tag

Aeryn's POV


"Hey guys," Phil starts the video, waving, with a cute, lopsided smile on his face, "It's December first, meaning we get to start our advent calenders, and it's mine and Aeryn's three month-a-versary!" 

I smile, accepting Phil's side hug warmly. We decided, since it's getting cold out, we would stay inside for our three month anniversary, and meet the demands of Phil's fans. We've both been spammed by them to make a 'boyfriend tag' video, so we thought, why not? We're making it on Phil's account, and I've prepared the questions for him. 

We're both sat on my bed, cross legged, our knees touching. Both of us are wearing black skinny jeans, but Phil has plain, grey t-shirt, whereas I'm wearing a tank top, with a black, fluffy, sweatshirt. It's keeping me warm; I don't know how Phil isn't shivering yet. 

"It's, like, below freezing outside, so we thought we'd make a video for you guys," I say, tucking some loose strands of hair behind my ear.

"The boyfriend tag!" Phil drags his hands out, to fill in the text during editing. 

"I've got some questions for Phil, and hopefully he can answer them, and prove how much of an amazing boyfriend he is," I smile, holding the piece of paper with the questions on, "I have my answers to the questions written down, so that you guys know we're not making this up randomly, to make Phil look good."

"The pressure is on," he jokes, and we begin the questions.

"First question: I'm sitting in front of the TV, what's on the screen?"

"Supernatural," Phil easily answers, getting it right. 

Supernatural, though. Who doesn't want to watch a show with Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, and Misha Collins? All three of them are absolutely stunning, there's moments of action, comedy, and I ship Destiel so hard. It's the only TV show I watch, other than the occasional episode of BGT.

"Destiel for the win!" I shout-whisper, "Second question: We're out to eat, what kind of dressing do I get on my salad?"

"These questions are a bit specific," Phil laughs, "But that's a trick question, Aeryn never orders salad, yet she manages to keep up that figure."

Giggling, I nudge him, blushing a lot. It's true though, why order salad, when you can order meat? I'm not a rabbit, that's Llama's job. Maybe I could become a vegetarian, though... Nah, not while bacon still exists.

"One food I don't like. I've listed a couple, so you have a bit more of a chance," I say, reading through my answers.

"You hate the cheap peanut butter, they sell in Asda, you think it's a disgrace to peanut butter's everywhere," he chuckles, remembering the time I ranted about it, "And, of course, you also hate salad."

Asda Smart Price is just going down hill. Peanut butter should be a smooth, thick paste, with a sweet flavour, with chopped up peanuts in it, which are salty. Asda can't seem to get that right. Peanut butter is very, very important to me.

"I've written both of them," I laugh, "We go out to eat, what drink do I order?"

"If we go somewhere expensive, you hate spending my money, so a Diet Coke, or maybe even water, but if we go somewhere cheaper, you have Jack and Coke," he easily answers, and even I'm surprised how accurate he is.

"I think you know me better than I do... Do I collect anything?" I ask, gazing at him as he thinks about it.

"Are you sure you want me to answer this one?" he bites his bottom lip, holding a laugh back, but I nod anyway, "You seem to keep empty jars of peanut butter."

"Hey, they could be useful!" I defend myself, but we both break up into laughter, "Okay, okay, what's my favourite type of sandwich?"

"Peanut butter."

"If I had to eat one food for the rest of my life, what would it be?" 

"Peanut butter."

"What's my favourite cereal?"

"Reese's peanut butter."

"Okay, we get it, I like peanut butter, moving away from the food questions... What's my taste in music?" I shake my head in amusement, not even ashamed of my peanut butter obsession.

"Your favourite band is My Chemical Romance, but Dan and I have peer pressured you into liking Muse," Phil answers smoothly, and it's very, very true.

"Who's my best friend?" I ask, and pretty much anyone knows the answer to this.

"Mati, obviously," he replies straight away, smiling.

"What's something I do, that you wish I didn't?" 

Honestly, I didn't want to put that question in, scared of the answer. However, I sucked my pride up, and thought maybe if I found out, I could change that thing about me. Not that I want to change myself just for him, but if other people find it annoying too, I may as well stop whatever it is.

After a minute of thinking, he answers, "I wish you didn't look so good, without even putting any effort in."

My cheeks flush, and I hide my face, grinning like an idiot. That's so sweet! Completely not true, but it's just incredibly sweet. I could say the same about Phil, to be honest, he always looks good. Even at three AM, he still looks good.

"Don't, you're making me blush," I tease, shoving him softly, "Where am I from?"

"Ireland," duh.

"What can I spend hours doing?" I say, knowing that if Dan was here, he's make a dirty joke out of that.

"Drawing," he smiles, as if remembering something.

"And lastly, what's one, unique talent I have?"

"Um..." he trails off, deep in thought, "You can hang upside down on the sofa, watching something on TV, text, and sing all at the same time."

"What a way to end the video," I burst out laughing, loving that talent.

We talk for a bit, finishing up the video. He leans in, to kiss me, but I quickly pause, putting my hand over the lens. I smirk, and kiss him, savouring the feeling I get when our lips touch.


Over the next few days, the weather suddenly got extremely humid. Dark clouds loom overhead, as if they're ready to release gallons of rain upon us. However, they don't, they just seem to get lower, and lower to the ground. Being the internet girl I am, I don't watch the weather forecast, I just look out of my window.

I'm sat on my bed, it's about 8pm, scrolling through Tumblr, seeing a few tags of 'Phiryn', which is mine and Phil's ship name. His fans make really cute pictures, and GIFs of us, there's even some fanfiction. It's so adorable.

A deep rumbling sound interrupts my thoughts, as it echoes, bouncing off of every wall. Nervously, I lock my laptop, and place on it in front of me, pulling my knees up to my chest. A bright flash startles me, and the light illuminating the room goes out. Powercut, I think to myself, knowing that this is what the lightning has done. Trembling, I rest my chin on my knees, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans.

"Aeryn!" Mati screams, skidding into my room, oh-so successfully tripping over the door frame, "I am okay, I can walk, I am Jesus!" (A/N Molly has actually done this before. It was beautiful.) "Aeryn, are you okay?!" she asks, knowing how afraid I am of thunder and lightning.

After all, that's how Daisy, my dog, died. She was hit by lightning, and we didn't have power for three days. It scared me so much, that whenever we have thunder, I cry until it's over. Actually, I've only just realised my cheeks are stained with salt water. I'm already crying. Brilliant.

Tackling me into a bear hug, she rocks me slightly, telling me I'm going to be fine. I grip onto her shirt, staining it with my tears as she tries to comfort me. A knock on the door makes me jump, and tremors run through my body. Mati hugs me tightly, telling me it's probably just Dan, or Phil, or both. 

"It's open!" Mati calls out, dragging me out of my room, into the hallway.

Dan's voice is light, and cheery, as he says, "Hey, I hope no one's afraid of thunder-" he then sees me, "-Oh, shit."

"Aeryn!" Phil shoves Dan out of the way, taking me into his arms, "Are you okay?" he tenderly asks, rubbing my back.

"Just dandy," I manage to spit out a bit of sarcasm.

"C'mon, thunder isn't that bad, it's okay," he whispers, kissing my hair softly.

"... Yeah," I say unsurely, cuddling into him.

He smells really sweet, like he's just used that raspberry shampoo he accidentally got ages ago. Ever since, he's been using it, even though it's meant for women. I'm not complaining, he smells really good. 

"Let's go sit down," he suggests, pulling me over to the sofa.

Mati and Dan close all of the blinds and curtains, so we're left in complete darkness. They then light some candles, or prop torches up, so we have a dim amount of light. Normally, this would be romantic... But I'm practically crapping myself, so it's not the sweetest of scenes. Silently, I clutch onto Phil's shirt, resting the side of my face on his chest, as he makes himself more comfortable. Lazily, he drapes an arm over my shoulders, holding me closer to him.

"So..." Dan awkwardly says, sitting on the love seat.

"So..." Phil repeats, also quite awkwardly.

"So?" Mati frowns, unsure why they aren't finishing their sentences. Wow, Mati, wow.

"Never mind," Dan chuckles, pulling Mati onto his lap, planting a small kiss on her lips.

"Oh!" Mati completely ignores him, standing up again, "My laptop has full battery, we can watch a film, or something."

"Well don't I feel loved," Dan jokes, as she happily skips off to retrieve her laptop.

My shaking begins to calm down, as I cushion into Phil's side, letting out a deep sigh. Quickly, she returns with her laptop, and a DVD, which I think is Happy Feet. Once she's set it up, she goes back to Dan, to continue kissing him. 

"I would never ignore your lips," she smirks, resting her forehead on his.

Phil and I laugh slightly, not paying any attention to the film. Instead, I let my eyes flutter closed, to the gentle beat of Phil's heart.

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