The wind echoed through Phil's ears as he sat in the field. It was only place he could come to. 
It was the field his mum used to come to.
It was the field where he used to spend most of his time with Louise.
It was the field that barley anyone knew about.
It was the field where he and Dan kissed. 
                              He watched over the town, hearing the distant sirens, and beeping cars. He wondered where Dan was. He wondered if he was upset. He wondered if Dan even cared. But, he missed Dan.
                              He felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Dan?!" Phil quickly turned around. 
It wasn't Dan.
"I'm sorry man, we need to go." Chris spoke. He walked over with Phil to the car, before they both jumped in and drove off.
Chris watched Phil through his mirror, observing the black haired boy fiddling with his own fingers.
                              "Where are we going?" Phil finally spoke.
"We are going to mine. PJ is out with Emma, so you're coming round mine"
Phil smiled at Chris through the mirror, gratefully. 
                              They pulled up outside a rather big house. Compared to dan and pjs house anyway.
Chris unlocked the door.
"Do you want anything to eat?" Chris offered
Phil shook his head.
Chris was worried about Phil, he had barely eaten anything. And he wasn't talking.
                              Phil and Chris awkwardly sat down next to each other on the sofa. Gazing at the turned off television.
Chris turned his head and looked out the window. He couldn't believe what he saw. 
Dan was limping up the road towards his house, looking like he had just got out of a fist fight.
"I'll be one minute" Chris muttered before abandoning Phil and walking to the front door.
                              He opened the door and rushed down the street to Dan.
"What the fuck are you doing here?!" Chris spits as he shoves Dan backwards.
"Don't you think I've been through enough shit already today?! Where's Phil?!" Dan glares Chris in the eyes.
"I'm not telling you!" He glares at Dan, but notices Dan wasn't paying attention to him. 
Chris followed dans eyes back to his house, to see Phil bent over stroking a little black cat.
"Well that's that plan ruined" Chris mutters under his breath.
They watch as Phil lets the little cat go and stands up. Only then to notice that Dan was about thirty meters in front of him.
                              Phil's heart starts to pick up its pace. He wasn't sure whether to go back inside or to talk to Dan. So he simply just stood and stared at him. He felt his eyes become numb, his hands clenched, yet weak. He felt like collapsing. 
"Phil?" Dan spoke carefully. Worried on how Phil would react.
Phil didn't answer, he just stared at him.
Chris walked towards Phil and gently pushed him back inside, Phil didn't take his eyes off Dan, but he still did what he was asked.
"Shit Phil. I didn't realise he would be coming back...." Chris stroked his own neck, awkwardly.
Phil swallowed his throat. Taking deep breaths. He wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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RomanceWhen young phil lester, a simple, bullied kid, meets bad boy dan howell, how will he react? A story of love; compassion; and friendship.
 
                                               
                                                  