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

(Chapter 8) Someone New

(A.N: Okay, give me some slack on this chapter okay, I'm trying to figure out where I'm taking this story. So open your mind for me okay? Thanks, enjoy!)

Unknown P.O.V:

"Operation get Phil to date me is now in action." I said looking at my friend Lyssa.

"Dude, are you seriously going to try this hard just to get some guy?" She asked while flipping through a magazine.

"Are you insane? Phil Lester isn't just "some guy", he's a fucking angel and I'm going to make him mine. Even if it means taking out Howell." I said slamming my fist into the table.  Her eyes widened in surprise.

"Don't hurt him okay? I hear he can be a bit sensitive.." She trailed off.

"What do you like care for him or something? Who's side are you even on?!" I spoke.

"No, no, obviously I'm on your side." She responded quickly.

"Good. Now, let's continue our plan yeah?" I said pulling out my notebook labeled Phil. The hearts sketched into the cover where scattered around his name. I couldn't help but run my fingers across the black ink and think to myself soon he will be mine.

...

Dans P.O.V:
(School)

Phil had already left to go to class and in that moment the only thing I was wishing for was to have him there with me. The gym was filled with the sweaty, muscular bodies of teenage guys and girls. So it would be an understatement to say I didn't exactly fit in. I hated gym, I understand that you need to be healthy and active, but why do we have to do it surrounded by people who actually do things besides play video games all day?

After running in circles for a good forty minutes, I was out of breath and dripping with sweat. So I was incredibly relieved when Mr. King said to hit the showers. I was one of the first people to head into the locker room and I was lucky enough to get a shower. I gathered my things and stepped behind the thin white curtain separating me from the rest of the room. I turned on the shower and stripped down before stepping under the warm water. The muscles in my shoulders relaxed as I began washing my hair. I heard a soft thud come from by the lockers and stopped long enough to hear it again, along with muffled voices. I quickly rinsed my hair and turned off the water before stepping out with a towel wrapped around my waist.

"Is everyone okay?" I asked after wiping my wet hair out of my face. The three guys standing in front of me stopped and turned to look at me.

"Let's go guys." The tall one said to the others before heading out of the locker room, revealing a boy about my age scrunched up against the lockers.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked as I stretched my hand out to off him help. He looked at me with an almost surprised face.

"You want to help me?" He asked with a puzzled expression before timidly grabbing my hand. He brushed off his clothes and smiled weakly at me.

"What's your name? I haven't seen you around before." I asked

"I'm Mason and you're Dan Howell." He said before grabbing his bag and walking toward the showers.

"How did you know that?" I asked following him.

"Dan, I'm in like four of your classes, plus lunch." He said before stepping into the shower besides mine. I heard the water from his shower turn on before I responded.

"Wow, I can't believe I didn't notice you..." I trailed off before getting into my shower to finish washing my body.

...

After we both finished our showers we started heading out the the front doors of the gym. We were on the topic of music taste when I stopped and noticed Masons cheek had a slight cut surrounded by a bruise. I stopped walking and pulled out a tissue from my bag.

"Hey, you're bleeding." I said motioning for him to stand by the door. I dipped the tissue into the water fountain and began dabbing lightly on his face. The water dripped down off of his cheek and I drug my fingers across his face, wiping away the drops. He smiled at me before nodding a gentle thanks.

"Hey, I'll see you at lunch okay?" I asked when I noticed Phil standing outside the door waiting for me.

"Yeah! Sounds great." He said. I watched as his damp blonde hair bounced as he walked away.
...

Phil's P.O.V:

On my way to the gym I noticed Dan standing extremely close to a guy I had never seen before. His hand was against the boys cheek and he was smiling. I could feel the jealously start to simmer inside of me. I saw Dan notice me and he said something to the boy that I didn't quite catch before he walked over to me. I calmed myself down before Dan and I started walking each other to our classes.

"Hey, who was that guy you were talking to?" I asked as casual as I could.

" Oh, that's Mason. We just met today, he seems pretty nice." He said shrugging his shoulders before letting go of my hand and walking into his next class. I walked the rest of the way to English with the name Mason running through my head. I had to figure out who this kid was and quick. I have to keep him away from my Dan.

...

Dan's P.O.V:
(Lunch)

Spending English with Mason was so cool, I learned so much about him. I found out he has killer taste in music including Green Day, Muse,  Fall Out Boy, and Twenty Øne Piløts. So let's just say we had an amazing time showing each other our favorite songs while we were suppose to be doing work.

After class we made our way to the lunchroom and I invited him to sit by Phil and I. Let's just say that didn't end so well...

...
A.N:
Thanks for reading guys. Maybe I'll start writing again soon.
Keep shipping phan you phantastic people!
PAIGE OUT!