Broken Rules - Phan

Part 6

"Look! Dan you're not looking!" He poked me in my side with his knee. I laughed and peeled my eyes open, I couldn't help but smile as he continued to jab me.
"Whaaaat," I said, he kept poking. "Whaaaat Philll for God's sakeee,"
"Blasphemy child," he tried to fall back dramatically but ended up banging his head on a tree behind him. I couldn't help but laugh. "Ow, don't laugh Daniel," he rubbed the back of his head and laid down again. I rolled over so I was next to him and propped myself up with my elbows.
"You k?" I asked, genuine concern filling me up,
"I could use medical attention," for a second I was panicky, but I was interrupted by his stupid little voice again, "the kiss of life maybe?"
"Oh ha ha," I went to punch him in the side but he grabbed my hand and pulled me forwards.

I 'accidentally' fell onto him. My chest was angled on his so my legs were still on the grass but my head in between his head and shoulder gap. My heart was racing and I started to laugh out of embarrassment.
"You're a dirty cheat," I said, laughing,
"It's not cheating it's blocking asswipe," he let go of my hand and I put my head on my hands, which were on his chest.
"Yeah.. well... Your mum,"
"Nice one Howell," I smiled at him, my entire chest heating up when he smiled back. "What are you? Twelve?"
"Yeah twelve inches up your mum," he looked at me and burst out laughing,
"Never heard that before," he said through a burst of laughter,
"I'm the original lad Phil, you should've known,"
"True, true."

It was difficult to explain, but in those first few days we totally gelled. It was the third day and I considered us very good friends, I felt like, usually, this kind of friendship should've taken years to form. But in mere days I felt like I could trust this dude with everything I had. I had been ignoring Dottie a little, not purposely, I had just forgotten about her. I'd sat with Chris and PJ at lunch and told them all about him, and they gave each other the same look they gave me when I was walking with Dottie near them.

At the moment all my duties had been suspended to take care of Phil. And honestly, I couldn't have thanked mother superior more. I loved hanging out with Phil, considerably more than sweeping up leaves and filing in children. And definitely more than double physics. Although soon I'd have to start taking him to lessons and lunch. He would join most of my classes, except for I took drama and he had chosen art.

I'd seen him lug round a large tattered sketchbook that I'd positively begged to see. He showed me a smaller, newer one instead. It was beautiful in a sense that it was so different. The lines didn't form marvellous sunsets but they were intricate and I could sense feeling behind them. To me, Phil's art was more meaningful, deeper and practised than Dottie's. For some strange reason I felt bad about admitting that, seeing as I'd always been friends with Dottie. But the truth was the truth and it happened to be that Phil's art was just better.

"I wanted you to look at the stars by the way," I felt his chest move up and down while he breathed and his torso vibrate as he talked.
"Wow how very deep of you, Mr Lester,"
"Well Mr Howell," he held onto my forearms and tipped me over so I was on my back. "That star there," I wasn't looking, I was too busy on his strong hands holding me down, his rising and falling chest, his legs bent either side of my hips and his groin over mine...
"Oi, Howell," I snapped and looked into his eyes instead of his junk, "look at that star," he yanked me up so I was sat on his lap instead.
"What's so special about that star?" I said, my eyes tracing his facial features and my mind pushing down my raging hormones.

He leaned closer to me, my heart was skipping and my chest was hurting. I kept my eyes open, focusing solely on his lips. They were perfectly shaped and I could see them perfectly coinciding with mine. I wanted to cry, my heart was hurting and I could've honestly broken down right there. But instead of pushing his lips against mine, he whispered in my ear,
"That star says you're a homosexual nerd," he got up, and before he was out of sight he shouted to me. "Don't stare at my ass gay boy." And before I could stop myself, I thought, too late.

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Dan you Phil trash you, driving me crazy with your hormones man ffs so close to mouth to mouth action. But babes they just met that's not how relationships workkkkkk ヾ(*'∀｀*)ﾉ