Heart (A phanfiction)

chapter 6- go figure

Take away what is hard

Dan stared at Talia intensely, getting his thoughts away from Phil. Her figure is so attractive but her personality was the opposite.

"Talia, how do you feel about going out sometime." The words slipped Dan's mouth before he even had time to process what he was going to say.

Dan turned around to face Tyler who looked like he was half way between murder and pity. Then Dan looked at Phil. Phil's eyes were wide and scared, really scared. A tear slipped Phil's eye but he was quick to wipe it away and fiddle with his thumbs instead. Dan felt instantly guilty.

Dan started to wonder when he was going to fit in time for him and Phil to go out and have fun. Dan realised that they probably wouldn't have any.

"Oh my gosh Dan I'd love to!" Talia squealed, engulfing Dan in a hug, a sickening smell of perfume met his nose as he tried his best not to gag.

Ice-y eyes flooded his mind, all that he ever cared about in the first place.

Talia ran out of form like a mouse and Dan felt like hitting himself in the head with a frying pan.

"You ass." Tyler hissed from behind him. "I warned you about Talia and here you go, probably gonna snog her face off tomorrow. GOD YOU'RE SUCH A DICK!" Tyler fumed. Dan closed his eyes, wishing Tyler would stop shouting. "We've got art now, I don't even know how I'm going to cope with Ellie and I don't know how your going to cope with Phil but here you go asshole, this is what you chose." Dan hung his head in shame.

Phil was the person he wanted to kiss, Phil was the person he wanted to see smile. Phil was the person but he through that away.

Dan trailed into art, avoiding Talia at all costs.

"Hey um Dan." Dan snapped his head up to see Phil sat in his seat and staring at him with those large ice-y eyes that you could swim in if you tried hard enough. "I don't think we should um hang out, you know erm thanks for the offer." Phil reasoned. Phil's voice was barely there. More like a whisper but not.

"No please don't say that." Dan desperately tried to get Phil to change his mind. Dan rushed to sit down and stared at Phil.

"Dan."

"Phil."

"Please."

"Okay."

"When?"

"Tomorrow's Saturday, we go then."

Dan was sad that he'd made Phil upset. Dan was angry that he'd made Phil upset. Most of all...he was disappointed that he'd made Phil upset.

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Tyler had been avoiding Dan all day. Tyler hadn't said a word during art and neither had Ellie but she knew about him and Talia. Word travels round fast in this place. Dan got the feeling that Ellie was angry with him. Really angry.

Phil had been drawing his own sketched but Dan hadn't had the honour of laying eyes upon them.

Dan started walking home alone. Back to square one.

Dan was on the edge of tears when he heard skateboard wheels rolling across the road. A familiar black haired boy with a grey beanie rolled in front of him. Dan watched with focus as Phil rolled from side to side, avoiding people with head phones in.

He looked so free.

Dan felt his sad feeling evaporate for a short while as he evaluated Phil. Phil's skinny jeans hugged his legs in all the wrong places and his shirt hung off him in all the wrong places too. It was so... Phil.

"Hey Phil wait up!" Dan ran after Phil as fast as he could. It seemed Phil was engrossed in his world of skating and music so Dan picked up the nearest pebble and threw it at him.

Phil stopped when the pebble hit the centre of his back. When he turned around Dan wasn't expecting to see a tear stained face.

"Dan?"

"Phil."

"Are you going to walk with me?" Phil asked but in a way that he already knew the answer. Dan gave a feeble nod before Phil picked up his skateboard and tucked it under his arm.

"So you and Talia." Phil drifted off like the words were old whispers in an ancient house.

"We're not officially dating, I asked if she wanted to go out sometime, that's different." Dan commented, Phil scoffed. Phil's eyes were red and puffy still and Dan stopped him.

"Come here." Phil took a step closer. Cautiously, Dan stretched out his hand and wiped a stray tear from under Phil's eye. "Why were you crying?" Dan asked.

"I don't know." Phil whispered.

"Don't whisper." Dan still had his hand rested gently on Phil's cheek.

"Why?" Phil carried on whispering.

"Because I can't control myself when you whisper." Dan replied. It was true. The way Phil's voice was like lace, no better, silk. Dan would wrap himself up in it like a blanket if he could. Phil's gentle eyes were staring into his.

Dan dropped his hand from Phil's face.

"Sorry I don't know what came over me." Dan awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. Phil nodded almost hesitantly. "We still on for tomorrow?" Dan made sure to ask.

"Um I guess." Phil hugged his right arm close to him.

Dan started walking whilst Phil walked next to him. Thing is, Phil never simply walked. It just wasn't the right word.

"Everyone hates me at the moment" Dan spoke out, getting it off his chest.

"That's not true." Phil protested.

They say people like Phil don't talk to people like Dan. They say people like Phil don't get to fall in love. They also say that people like Phil don't make Dan feel crazy.

Yet here Dan was, stood next to a boy that no one falls in love with, having a crazy fit over him.

"It's because of Talia." Dan continued despite Phil's attempt to make Dan feel better.

"I... Dan. She just..." Phil trailed off.

"I know."

Dan kept walking beside Phil.

"Can I have your phone number?" Phil blurted out, immediately covering his mouth as if it was a huge mistake. Dan laughed at the look of shock on Phil's face, then Phil spluttered and joined in laughing and soon they both look like crazy idiots laughing.

"Of course you can." Dan chuckled breathlessly.

"For tomorrow y'know." Phil went back into his awkward little shell, Dan frowned internally. Phil handed him his phone. Fox casing.

Dan hummed 'What does the fox say' to himself whilst he typed in his number.

"YATCHI YATCHI YATCHI OH!" Phil screamed along to Dan's humming causing Dan to jump out of his skin (A/N I didn't know how the fuck to describe that noise sorry ;))

A small sigh left Phil's mouth. Dan looked up to see him looking up at a house.

"My house." Phil sighed bluntly.

"No way." Dan's eyes widened. Phil turned to stare at him with those damn ice-y eyes and Dan almost choked. "I live 5 houses down!" Phil stared at him before a small smile fell on his face. Dan didn't see it happen but it was just there.

"That's cool. I'll see you tomorrow Dan." Phil smirked a little before walking through his door.

Dan almost skipped home before he remembered.

Talia.

Dan faltered.

Dan didn't tell anyone but that night, he let the city see him cry.

[A/N] Sorry this is awful jfc. I'll try and make my next chapter better. I guess this was kind of a filler.

I promise the lengths of my next couple of chapters will be back to there normal standards.