Time | Phan AU (MAJOR grammar editing in progress)

The 'slap'

January 22nd

Me and Phil were now cuddled up in blankets, whilst watching anime and then I decided to put on the cheesiest romance film possible. I can't remember the title because I wasn't really watching it, just laughing at now and then when it got way too cheesy. 
"Dan what even is this film?" Phil exclaimed whilst giggling
"I don't know, I saw it on Netflix and decided to put it on" I laughed "Thought it would be a good couples movie" We watched it for a bit longer and then Phil excused himself to leave the bathroom. I loved just being with phil, this year was great because of him. I hope one day we could have an apartment together and do this sort of thing everyday. He made me so happy. Happier than anyone had ever made me. I heard footsteps padding in the hallway and Phil walked in
"Dan?" he questioned. I sat up in bed and ruffled my hair, a lazy smile on my face
"yeah?" I questioned. He walked forward and saw next to me, clutching my hand.
"I was a right dick at the start, ignoring you like I did" He began "I was scared of falling for a boy and I'm so sorry for all of that. I don't care where I might be sent off to, we'll always be together. And maybe one day it can just be the two of us, we won't have to worry about any of this."
"I'd love that" I smiled and we kissed again. He pulled away.
"now Danny. I'm hungry" Phil whined and I laughed at him.
"okay philly. I'll go make you some pancakes. Sound good?" phil thought for a bit and then nodded
"only if you have some yourself"
"I'm not hungry" I replied and went to the door. "Carrie told me to make sure you ate" Phil burst out and I spun on my heels and looked at him.
"Dan she's worried about you" he gulped and stood up unsteadily. I breathed out deeply.
"I'm fine" I said shakily, phil didn't believe it and I didn't blame him for being sceptical.
"Dan..." he trailed off, getting closer to me.
"look phil!" I snapped and threw my hands up in the air. Phil noticiably flinched and my anger wiped away and he backed up. "you didn't think..." I trailed off. He thought it was going to hit him, I felt sick to my stomach.
"I-I" Phil stuttered and ran past me, taking the steps two at a time. I rushed after him.
"Phil please don't go" I was close to tears. It was all my fault, all because I wouldn't eat some stupid pancakes! Why am I such an idiot!?
"Dan I just need some fresh air" he said
"you'll be back?" I asked, hopefully. 
"yeah" he nodded and I held out my pinky figure as a promise but he didn't do it with me. He just nodded and turned around. I couldnt let him leave like this.
"Phil" I hugged him from behind and he tensed up "I'm nothing like him, I would never hurt you. You know that" he turned around and hugged me properly, tears fell into his hair.

I heard the key in the lock and my dad burst through the door.
"I'm home early. Stupid bos-" me and phil jumped away from each other but not soon enough, my dad had seen. "what the fuck!?" he outburst, his face growing angry and red.
"its not what you think" I began and phil looked slightly hurt before deciding to get out. "I should be going" he said as my dad stared into him "nice to meet you Mr.Howell" he scooted past him as dad grunted. As soon as phil left he was throwing words at me.

"how dare I come home to this disgrace!" he yelled "never let that faggot step into this house again!"
I grit my teeth,  I had stayed quiet for too long "dad I'm going to let my fucking boyfriend back in here!" I clamped my mouth shut in surprise, waiting for my dad's reaction.
"get out of my sight" he snarled at me "get the fuck away fag!" he yelled this time and I stumbled backwards. Tripping over my own feet as I made my way upstairs.