Falling for you (phan)

Chapter 4

Dans pov

"You know I can't do that Danny boy." Phil says with a scoff.

"Please just let me go to class." I plead knowing it's useless.

"Why don't want to make a bad impression with the new kid? The bruises fit you nicely actually, I should help you and leave some more." he says his voice full of confidence as my eyes go wide.

"Um Dan, who is this?" I hear Pj whisper from behind me.

"Oh how rude not to introduce myself. I am Phil Lester, your new nightmare." He says with a sick laugh, as if any of this was funny.

"It's funny that you think that Phil." he replies effortlessly with a chuckle at the end.

"Excuse me who do you think you are talking to?"

"Um I think you said your name was Phil? Is that correct?" He smirks as he sees Phil start to turn red for all the anger. I can't help but chuckle at Pjs response but I immediately regret it.

"Watch out Danny boy because of your little boy toy you are getting a lot more then just a few bruises." Phil threatens. I feel like my world is caving in around me and I can't do anything. With that Phil walks off leaving us alone. For now.

"️Dan who was that?" Pj asks.

"Um Phil?" I state more like a question.

"️Dan tell me the truth what did he mean about the bruises? Did he give you those?" He says pointing to my face.

"Um can we just go in class and sit down." I state noticing I was shaking.

"I'm not leaving you Dan I want to help you."

"I have made it this far by myself I can get further!" I shout in a whisper as a tear falls down my face. I don't need help I will just drag him down, this is no way to live for anyone. Especially someone like him who doesn't deserve it.

"Please." His voice cracks and with that he pulls me into a hug. I stiffen but relax into the hug liking the contact that wasn't with a fist. I let out a breath I haven't realized I was holding him, only to suck it in again when I heard clapping.

"Bravo, truly touching. Now I have two fags wow I better get to work then." non other then Phil Lester walks out from around the lockers.

He starts to walk over as I feel Pjs grip tighten around me. I hear Phil make more remarks but only react when he grabs my arm and yank it causing me to fall out of the embrace onto the hard floor.

"I'll work with you first because I know how much you love pain." He says with a smirk his eyes wondering to my arm where my shirt rose up exposing the pink lines and the imperfections that littered my body. He went to throw his first punch I tensed. But it didn't hit me, I open my eyes to see Phil with his arm being held behind his back my Pj.

I can see Pj whispering something into Phil's ear.

"We won't have to have this conversation again, now will we Phillip." Pj says to Phil making me flinch as I see how someone so nice and change in a matter of seconds.

"Whatever you say. oh and you should really think about joining my little group we could use someone with brains and muscle." Phil stated before kicking Pj who was directly behind him causing him to be released.

He walks over to me before crouching on the ground and whispering into my ear.

"Your friend really should not have done that you will just get a beating twice as hard next time. Oh and there will be a next time, he can't protect you for ever Howell. Watch your back and don't tell him about this chat if say bye bye to your precious little friend." he smirked and walked off.

"Here let me help you up. Are you okay? What did he say?" Pj questioned while helping me off the ground.

"You should have just left me here Pj I don't want you getting involved. I can handle it myself. I don't want you getting hurt."

"No I'm not leaving you and that's final."

"Let's just got to class we are going to be late." I try to change the subject.

"️Dan, I just want to help." He sniffles.

"You have done enough and I don't need your pity save it for someone else."

With that I walk into the art classroom without another glance I see his face. I may be fucked up, but I don't need his pity. I don't need him. Why do I have to like Phil. I wouldn't be in this mess if I hadn't. Oh there I go with the self pity, why do I bother. Why am I still here. Why haven't I just ended it for good.