Phil felt a déjà vù as he smiled into the kiss. Dan smiled back as he combed his fingers through Phil's hair.
Phil pulled away and bit his lip, and ran his fingers through Dan's hair slowly.
"So what happens now?" Phil asked, still smiling slightly.
"I don't know, we play it off?" Dan said innocently, but offending Phil.
"We play it off? What you just forget our kiss completely and ignore our feelings for each other?" Phil started, raising his voice slightly.
"Calm down, I did it last time, and you know I have to. I have a girlfriend." Dan played back.
Phil's emotions ran through him, a mixture of a lot of emotions. Anger, fear, frustration, disappointment, and mostly, like all times, sadness.
"You forgot about it the first time?"
Guilt filled Dan as he saw the pain and regret in Phil's eyes, "well, I had to. And I mean i didn't really forget it but I did try to."
"Fine," Phil said, anger filling the tears in his heart, "just forget about it. It's not like you would ever care about me more than Allison anyways."
Phil took a comforter from his closet and shoved the other one towards Dan. He laid down and turned to face away from Dan aggressively, a scowl plastered on his face.
"But Phil-"
"No! Just leave me alone and go to sleep, or I'll kick you out and you'll be sleeping with the spiders tonight." Phil spat and Dan, disappointed, turned around to face the window and stared at the stars.
He waited a while, waited for Phil's breath to calm down. He waited for absolute silent other than the soft breath of Phil and the occasional creak in the bed when he made a slight movement.
"Phil?" Dan asked, look at the ceiling." "Phil, are you awake?"
Phil made no such movements other than the calming rise and fall of his chest.
Dan, slowly, rised up from the bed. He found a pair of slippers, coincidently in a size that fit him, almost, and peeked open the window.
Realizing how what he would do was wrong, he grabbed a piece of paper from the desk, and a pen from the pencil holder in the corner.
I'm sorry to hurt you. I'm sorry I forgot about it. I realize that what we have is weird, and it's awkward between us. Maybe we need some space and some time to ourselves. It's not like a break up anyway. Maybe I'll catch you around school, but I can't promise that I'll say hello. I'm sorry.
Much love,
Dan.Fresh air blasted in his face as the sound of chirping crickets and spring peepers filled his ears, a lovely combination of sounds.
Dan crept out the window and down the tree that he had grown so fond of. He took a walk down the dark streets and checked his watch. 2 a.m. He looked around for a place to go. It wasn't that he was leaving Phil's house, it's just that he needed to get fresh air and talk a walk, and some time to hisself to think.
Dan found the forest, the forest that little did he know was the place where Phil always hid away. Dan also didn't realize that on the other side of this forest was a fence. A fence that led to his exact house.
As he walked deeper and deeper into the woods, he found the fence. He recognized his house, and he debated going home, but he didn't feel at home. Something was missing, someone. Was it Allison? No. It was Phil.
He walked back in the woods, pondering everything. Each and everything memory of their time together flew through Dan's mind. What was he feeling?
Dan had a wonderful feeling inside him that bubbled up and warmed his heart whenever he would hear Phil's voice in the memories. He could almost hear Phil's voice calling out his name.
Dan
Dan please come back.
Dan I miss you
"I miss you too, Phil." Dan whispered and walked to an open spot in the woods.
Dan sat down on a log, a shivered, looking at the starts through the empty branches on nearly dead trees. He thought about everything.
Dan thought about the time he first met Phil. He remember the exactly feeling that bursted inside him. What really made him know that he was bisexual.
He remembered hearing Phil say his name to him in class the day Dan moved in town. Phil was so accepting and welcoming, what was Allison.
Allison.
He remembered meeting her first. It was in gym class. Dan didn't feel good that day and she simply just got out of class because he wanted to. He remembered the vanilla perfume that is always on her skin and the cherry lipgloss that was painted on her plump lips.
He remembered his first kiss with Allison as well. They were laughing and holding hands and she looked into Dan's eyes and put his hand around her waist and her hand on his shoulder. She made the first move and she leaned into the kiss.
The cherry tasted so sweet.
Then, was the memory of his first kiss was Phil.
The passionate kiss with Phil, the most amazing kiss he ever had. Phil has this energized look in his eyes and Phil's hair was so soft and his fringe was perfect.
He must've straightened it that day.
Dan kept thinking everything over to himself:
If he hangs out with Allison, and he continued to date her,
he wouldn't have Phil.
If he hangs out with Phil and makes this happen,
he wouldn't have Allison.There was simply no way to decide anything. He had to choose. He really did. But how could he.
His best friend and his girlfriend, how could he choose.
Allison makes him so happy. But so does Phil, and him and Phil have so man good memories.
And Allison is beautiful. She is so nice and so sweet-smelling and her hair is straightened to perfection.
There wasn't a way to decide anything. Simply because, in the deep woods, only the moon and the twinkling stars for lighting, dan discovered something that would change everything.
He was in love with both of them.
Alright alright alright.
So this chapter was just full of happiness right, totally.
I'm sorry if I bored you or completely unsatisfied you because its summer and I feel pressured to do nothing and it is amazing but when it's the last week of summer and I still have work to do because of procrastination it will suck.
Alright so I hope you enjoyed the chapter and my dumbass ranting because I'm a dumbass myself.
Oh! And who else is super happy about legalizing gay marriage all in america? I'm so happy and even if I didn't live in USA I would be.
Anyways, please vote/comment your reactions if you did like it, and stay tuned.
Love always,
Mary
(P.s:
And thanks for passing 600 wow ily all so much thank you!!!!)
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FanfictionPhil was just a regular school boy, until he came out of the closet. Nobody wanted to ever talk to him, or ever come near him. But then there was a new boy who came into town. He actually wanted to talk to Phil. Day by day, Phil couldn't help but sl...