Love is overrated anyways...right? (Boyxboy)

(chapter 3) Detention

A.N: The next chapter will be longer next time I promise! Its just the last chapter needed to end there. Otherwise it would have been too long and this chapter also needed to end where it ended. So enjoy :D

Dan's P.O.V:

The day went by agonizingly slow, nothing even remotely intresting happend after getting detention in first period. I packed up my stuff and headed down to the art room where detention would be held. I made my way to the back of the classroom and smiled shyly at the other two kids waiting for detention to start. I noticed a splatter of red paint across the back of the room, so I maneuvered my way around the mess. Slowly making my way to a chair, propping my feet up to avoid messing up my new black converse.  I threw my hood up over my head and sighed a deep sigh before I began doodling on a loose peice of paper from my notebook.

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Phil's P.O.V:

I watched as his hand moved slowly around the paper, smooth like silk. I stood there for a good three minutes before he saw me, standing there in awe. He shot me a shy smile, gesturing for me to take the seat next to him. He swiftly took his feet off the chair and sat up stright, his eyes crinkling while he fosused on the paper. I leaned in close, so close I could smell his cologne swirling around him.

"It's beautiful ya know?" I said to Dan, gently brushing my fingers along the page. Almost as beautiful as you. I thought. Just as his lips parted for him to reply, it got quiet as Mr.Pike entered the room. 

"Good afternoon, it seems we only have four people in detention. So im going to split you off, John, Lucas, and I can head down to the library to do homework. Dan, you and Phil can stay here and clean up Phils paint spill from this morning. Okay? Lets go!" Mr. Pike said, almost too enthusiastically for my taste. As the others were heading out, I stood up and walked towards the broom closet, avoiding the paint on the floor below me. I could feel Dans brown eyes burning a hole into my back, watching me take out the mop and bucket. I threw a rag in his direction to get his attention.

"Hey, you just gunna sit there and watch or are you going to help?" I said laughing as his cheeks turned red. Wow he's cute when he's embarrassed, I mentally shook that thought out of my mind, my smile faulting.

" Yeah, yeah." Dan said walking over to me and snatching the bucket out of my hand. Slightly shaking his hips while making his way to the sink to fill it up with water. What am I doing? guys don't look at other guys butts, well, at least not guys with girlfriends. I thought to myself. I made my way over to the bright red covered floor, watching as Dan turned off the faucet. His deep brown eyes met mine and I couldn't help but feel the same feeling i felt when i met Stella, butterflies. He smirked at me before saying,

" Now who's just standing around watching?" He giggled out. His dimples fell in and i couldnt help but smile at him. He handed me the bucket and i dipped the mop in the bucket, slowly scrubbing the floor until pink foam covered it.

"Maybe we shouldve planned this a little better." Dan said picking up a pile of the bubbles.

"Yeah, maybe you're right, want me to grab some towels?" I said gesturing towards the closet.

"Yeah." Dan said with a wicked gleam in his eye. I turned and began walking to the closet when i felt a soft slap on my back. The sound of Dans giggles filled the room as i looked at my bubble covered shoulder.

"Oh its on Howell!" i said scooping up some pink fluff.

"Bring it on Lester." He growled out, concealing his laughter through gritted teeth. After about ten minutes, Dan and I were covered in a pink foamy mess. I looked Dan up and down before suggesting we get some towels out of the closet. Dan walked infront of me and disappeared into the closet.

"Hey Phil! I cant find the bloody towels!" Dan yelled through the closed door. I walked in and heard the door click behind me.

"Dude, theyre right behind you." I said grabbing one off the shelf and shoving it in Dans face. I slowly pulled the towel away, just inches away from his face. I saw his cheeks blush crimson in the dim lighting, as I placed my finger on his cheek, wiping away some soap. Our eyes met for a moment and time stood still, i felt him slowly lean in. Then, just before our lips touched, the bell rung. Signaling that detention was over . We slowly and awkwardly shuffled out of the closet, walking home together. Lets just say the only thing i learned that day was i was developing feelings for my best friend, and i could've sworn he felt the same.

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A.N: Thanks for reading!

Sorry for the short chapter guys, it needed to end there. I will make the next chapter longer!

See you later guys! xx

Paige OUT!