Flight 407

Dans POV~ chapter 8

dans POV

His hands wrapped around me pulling me closer to him, but I didn't move. he kept whispering and stuttering out the word "sorry" into my ear over and over, his worm breath brushing over my neck but I barely even noticed, my body felt numb and I felt like I was in a limbo state between a dream and real life.

Thoughts swirled around my head. 'How could he possibly know?'

"Dan" his voice was slightly louder this time, he'd probably been calling out for a while.

I didn't move, not giving him any sign that i even heard him, but i also didn't stop him when he turned me around, holding my hands now.

He looked at me shamefully, his blue eyes were sad, they weren't as blue and shiny as I was so very used to, they looked more like a sea during a storm,painted a gloomy deep blue color.

"What's that  little wet thing on my arm?" I choked out, my voice cracking and braking, looking down at our hands that were laced with his in his lap, not once daring to look up at him.

Phil sighed "you were asleep and I saw a little red dot at the end of your sleeve, and I tried to ignore it, but it just grew bigger and bigger so I had to do something and I didn't think there are going to be that many scares, I mean I hoped there won't be any at all but when you told me that story, I don't know, I just had this feeling you were Hiding something, and I hoped you didn't, but I just felt like you did" phil breathed out slowing the paste down a little "but it doesn't matter, really, I shouldn't have ever snapped at you like that, I just had this feeling, and I knew and I felt bad about keeping it from you and it just came out like word vomit, but I'm sorry, I truly deeply am so,so sorry I wasn't being sensitive and I just hate seeing you hurt, especially when it's over something I'd done" his last words were almost inaudible and he finished the sentence in a loud choke, tears streaming down his face and now he was the one that couldn't look at Dan.

He just felt so bad

I felt myself crying again but it wasn't sad tears,I don't think so at least, I'm not even that sure what kind, might of been sadness? Hurt?

Maybe even Happiness?

I mean.. No one ever cared about me like that, and I could see how sorry and shameful he felt.

I pulled my self closer to him, practically sitting in his lap, my hands wrapped tightly around his middle, his arms snaked around my waist and I gripped his shirt tightly, as if he was going to disappear the moment I let go , but I knew he wouldn't, most people would have already ran away, leaving me lonely and depressed- hell, most people did- but not Phil, he had any reason and opportunity to, but he didn't, because that's not what Phil's like,

my Phil.

I felt his tears dampening my shirt and I probably did the same to his, he held me tighter, my head was sitting at the crook of neck and I could smell his hair, and even though you'd might think he would small all manly and husky based on the way he looked, all tough and tattooed. he actually had a sweet raspberry scent that I could almost get lost in as much as I could in his eyes.

That was actually right about so many thing about him, if I would of seen him walking down the street I would of probably looked away, hiding so that he won't notice me and beat me up, but he was nothing like that, he was gentile, caring, understanding and actually kind of a dork- which I loved. He was- in so many ways like his tattoo, the wire one, with the small flowers growing out of it, it was like him, he might look all tough on the out side, like the wire, but he is actually a lot more like the baby pink flowers that grew out of it -gentile, unique. A gentile soul growing out of a tough exterior.

I traced my hand over it again, now seeing a hidden dipper meaning laying in the colored scar.

"Please forgive me" he sniffed his voice braking me out of my thoughts and his arms

"Phil, i was never mad at you, a little shocked maybe. nobody never cares enough to even notice the scares, and if they do, they run away, but not you, you stay, you even feel bad for hurting me, and that's why I am not and probably never will, be mad at you, because you actually care, from the start, without even knowing me, you saw that I was scared and you offered your help to a complete stranger, and if that doesn't show what a great person you are, than I don't know what will"

Phil blushed "well, I mean you were hot so I didn't do it from completely selfless reasons" we both giggled

"I really like you Bambi"

"I really lik- wait, what did you just call me"

Phil blushed deeply "nothing" he said and turned redder, turning away from me

"You just called me Bambi" I said booping his nose letting out a small chuckle

"You love it, really"

"Shut up" now I was blushing, I could feel the heat forming in my cheeks

"I like to make up animal nicknames for the people I like" he almost whispered it and I thought it was adorable

"Well maybe I don't completely hate it" I actually loved it but I could never tell him that

Phil giggled and whispered in my ear "I know you love it" it sent shivers down my spine- the best kind of shivers. This boy has such a huge impact on me

"Well maybe I do"

He leaned forwarded enough so that our foreheads touched and I could feel his warm breathing on my neck, he leaned a little bit closer and our lips met in a passionate kiss, his hands grabbed my Waist and now I was sat completely in his lap, my hands linked around his neck trying to pull him closer, which was impossible, I let out a small moan when his tong licked my bottom lip begging for entrance, I parted my lips and his tong slipped in, our tongs tangled together his dominating mine and I let out small moans from time to time.

We parted, both of us panting heavily, I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes and just as I started losing my self in them his voice called

"Dan"

"Yeah?"

"Are we like, boyfriends?" He looked straight into my eyes "I mean we don't have to be, if you don't want to, but I just have to know that when we leave this plane" his hand signaled around us "I will be able to still see you, because I became attached, I mean I already gave you a nickname and everything"

I giggled "you sound like a little kid trying to get his parents to allow him to keep a puppy"

We both laughed for a little while, he still looked king of worried

"Of cores were boyfriends you dork" I said booping his nose again, he let out a little sigh of relief and pulled me in to another kiss.

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A/n hope you liked it I've been working on it for a while, but it's probably my favorite chapter so far.

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