(A/N: This is kinda sorta a filter chapter. But I haven't been motivated to write recently, BUT IM TRYING :-) But yeah, hope you enjoy this chapter).
*PHILS POV*
I wake up with a warm feeling and butterflies in my stomach. I smile to myself once I notice a brown haired boy in my arms sleeping silently.
I look over to the clock on my bedside table.
6:45am
CRAP.
We have school today, how did I forget?!
I slightly move Dan to wake him up. His eyes flutter open and he sighs. "Hm?" He mumbles. "School, Dan, we have school. Gotta wake up." I whisper.
"Aghh.." He groans, slowly and pathetically falls off the bed, dragging the covers with him to the floor.
I giggle and he whips his head up so that I can see him again and we both burst into a giggling mess.
"Let's get going though, that'd just be stupid if we were late on our first day." I say and jump to the floor and heading to my closet to pick out an outfit. Dan hugs me and walks out into the hall, leaving me with pure happiness and a warm feeling in my heart.
I pick my fox jumper and some regular blue jeans with one spotted sock and one with little owls on it.
I slide into my clothes quickly and head to the kitchen, meeting an already dressed and ready to go Dan, smiling when I walk in.
I grab my books and backpack, Dan doing the same. I grab a banana, and Dan grabs my hand, linking them together.
I smile and we head out.
We arrive, hug and let go.
I have three classes today and my last one, Maths, with Dan. I can't wait to see him again.
I smile to myself and begin on my way again.
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History was boring.
I sat there almost falling asleep and the teacher introduced herself time after time after time. And Journalism was just... Agh, don't even get me started.
Next was Maths, the class I have with Dan.
I slightly fangirl for a second and get on my way.
I get half way there, then find Dan shaking with his back to the wall, legs to his chest and his arms crossed.
He's a shaking mess.
"Dan?! What's wrong?" I ask and run, sitting by his side. He leans into me and I wrap my arms around him. He sobs and sobs.
"I-I..can't b-b-breath." He gasps quietly.
"Do you need water? Do I need to call an ambulance?" I'm so worried, I honestly am a mess when in these situations. (A/N: It took all of me not to write that in caps lock and break out in song because Escape The Fate).
"N-no." He stutters.
"Are you alright to go to class still? 'Cause I can tell them you're not doing so good, if you want." I assure him and he just shakes his head no.
"Let's just go." He sighs and stands up, me doing the same and he links our hands together in a coupley way.
I smile at the thought of him being so comfortable with me.
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Maths was pretty good, but Dan and I were whispering to each other about the teacher looking funny the whole time.
He's really hilarious.
After we arrive home, there is a couch, table and some dinner chairs to our surprise.
"Oh yeah! My parents said they'd bring these over while we were at school." He smiled, our hands still linked. We drop our bags and drag ourselves to the couch, falling in sync onto it.
"Bless your parents." I sigh in relief.
"They said they'd bring me a TV and put it in my room, so yay. There's most likely a TV in my room." He smiled, "But we can bring that out here." He said and nuzzled his head into my neck.
I know I've only known him for a couple days but, he is truly amazing and I'm so happy to be living with him.
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