Take me to Church

chapter 2

Dan's POV

It was around three in the afternoon and Phil and I have just been laying around enjoying each others company. My dad had gotten home and we had a little argument over nothing really he just hates me.

"Hey Phil?" I asked.

"Yes?" He said in a weird voice. It was pretty cute

"Can you tell me what was wrong at the church. You don't have to if you don't feel comfortable." I said I wanted to help but I think I was being too pushy.

"Well." He started turning from his back to his side facing me. "My mum has never been to fond of me being gay. I mean its not like I chose to be this way. I mean you would know too because of you being gay too. Anyway, she said that I can't like guys anymore and I have to like girls or I need to move out." He said.

"Well your eighteen right, why don't you just get a small apartment?" I asked.

"Because I had this huge savings that I was gonna use. But my dad took it because he wanted stupid auchol and stuff." He said getting tears in his eyes.

"Oh I'm so sorry come here." I said putting my arms out for a hug.

He gladly excepted it and then managed to choke out through his tears, "I just wanna be myself."

"Phil look at me." I told him.

He looked up with his big glossy blue eyes. "You can be yourself. You can Thor for all I care. Do not listen to people. Just do what you want and be who you want." I said.

"You said I can be anything I want?" He asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Can I be a cat?" He asked looking over at the sharpie on my dresser.

"Sure? Whatever you want." I said.

"I'll be right back." He said taking the sharpie into the bathroom.

"DAN COME HERE!" I heard phil say from the bathroom.

I ran to Phil and asked if everything was okay.

"Do you wanna be a cat with me?" Phil had drawn cat whiskers on his face.

"Phil you are special." I said.

"Come on Pleeeeease. Can I put them on you?" He gave me the puupy face. Normally I would say no to this but it was Phil. He was so adorable.

"Fine." I said and walked over to Phil.

This was cute. He was cute. "AWWW you look so cute." Wow that was ironic to my thoughts.

I rolled my tounge to make the pur noise. That made Phil so happy.

"We should put this on intsgram." Phil said.

"Ok. I guess so." I said

Phil took the picture and posted it and asked for my name on instgram to tag me as it.

About an hour later I went to the kithchen to get something to drink.

As I was getting the glass I heard Phil call for me. I ran to my room where Phil was on my bed staring at his phone holding back tears.

"Phil what's wrong?" I asked running to my bed sitting next to Phil.

He handed me his phone and choked out the words just above a whisper. "Read the comments."

The comments were saying.

Stupid.
Fag.
Homo.
Shitwad.
Idiot.
Gaybo.