Secrets

"I love you too, Dan."

Phil's POV

I clumsily drag myself under Dan's bed with the pile of my clothes in my arms. All I can see is Dan's feet moving about on the dirty brown carpet as he desperately pulls clothes on, to hide his naked body.
The house door slams shut making me jump. I shuffle away from the outer edge of the bed until my bare back presses against the ice-cold wall. It makes my body tense and shiver but I remain quiet, I have to. For Dan's sake.

"DANIEL!" A woman shouts from downstairs. It must be his mother, yet she has no sense of motherly nature in the way she holds her words.
Dan doesn't respond or even move, his feet remain in my view. The loud footsteps make me quiver as I lay nude under my boyfriend's bed. What if she finds me here? Will Dan be punished? Thrown out? Disowned?

This is when another pair of feet appear infront of Dan's. A horrible silence falls over the room as they just stand there. Until Dan speaks, "Yes?" He says in his bravest of voice.
A loud sound of skin hitting skin makes my body tense. I know the sound too well and I know she has slapped him. "Don't you dare talk to me in that tone!" She spits at him with anger. "You know why im here."

Dan must of stayed still or shook his head or something because there is a loud crash as Dan is shoved into the bedside table. He slowly sinks to the floor, clutching onto his left ankle.
"Why the fuck are there TWO pairs of shoes downstairs?!?" She screams before her foot moves to stand on Dan's ankle, twisting it onto the ground. He gives out a yelp of pain, making my eyes build with tears.
"I...I....I stole them...Im sorry...." Dan cries as he lets himself fall completely down onto the floor. "Hm, well you know what that means you fag." she laughs an evil bitter laugh as she grabs hold of Dan's wrists, dragging him across the carpet.
The room is totally silent for about five minutes until the sound of her footsteps leave the room, slamming the door behind her.
I poke my head nervously out from under the bed and look around. Dan had his hands bound with ducktape and attached with it onto the pipe going up to the radiator. His feet and ankles are also covered with ducktape.
He lifts his head and makes eye contact with me. "Stay there...do not come out.." he whispers through tears. I nod and wipe away a few of my own that had trickled out down my cheeks.
"Listen...she will go out gambling soon...then it will be safe...." Dan said before signalling for me to shuffle back and stay hidden under the bed.
And so I did.

*******time skip*******
"Phil..Phil...Phil!" I jerk my eyes open and clamber to the edge of the bed. Dan is tugging to get his hands free away from the pipe, "Phil please...its safe now..." his voice is strained as he pulls again.
Quickly I climb out and run over to Dan "Im here, shhh, look I can help!" I say as I search around for a sharp object to cut him free with. His dark brown eyes look up at me and he says in a sorrowful tone, "In the kitchen there are a pair of scissors on the side."

Dan's POV

As my hands are cut free I let myself fall into Phil, hiding my face from him. His right arm wraps around my back and holds me there while he cuts the tape from round my feet.
"It's okay Dan, ive got it all off now." Phil whispers into my hair gently. But I stay silent not wanting to talk about any of it yet.
"Please look at me babe." My eyes look up at him when he says that word, ive never had anyone call me by any affectionate name before. It is weird but a good weird. A good weird that makes a smile pull across my lips.
"There's the smile I was after!" Phil grins as he pushes his lips onto mine. I press mine back onto his with a happy sigh, that is mainly relief from being free.

"All better now are we?" Phil says.
"For sure."
"Do you promise?"
"I promise I'm fine!"
"Good!"
"I love you, Phil."
"I love you too, Dan."

Those five words replay in my mind, 'I love you too, Dan.' He loves me. I've finally found someone who loved me.

A goofy grin appears on my face as I nuzzle his pale bare chest "At least we are still a secret."

"Our secret." Phil whispers.
"Yeah, our secret." I repeat as I close my eyes softly.