kiss you ~ phan

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keep in mind this takes place in America.. and i imagined 2015/16 Phil paired with 2009/10 Dan

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Phil Lester walked into his high school on the last day of junior year with confidence and a sly smirk on his face. It was funny how the last day of the school year was also a Friday and two weeks since his last 'attack'. Phil didn't think he was attacking people, he was just having some fun, albeit in a childish and immature way. He saw the freshman down the hall with his friends and sped up his walk a bit. Phil looked around making sure there was a considerable amount of bystanders, like always standing in the hall, as he was fast approaching the younger boy.

"Hey, Walker!" Phil called as the freshman turned around, looking slightly petrified, knowing the reason Phil Lester was speaking to him. Phil's usual smirk settled on his face once again as he grabbed the boys cheeks. Phil pressed the boy, Walker, against the nearest set of lockers and pulled his lips closer.

"Gotcha," Phil whispered as he pressed his lips to the others. His grip on the Walker's cheeks remained for a few more seconds until he pulled away grinning. He winked at Walker and turned around to the boy's friends, who were all shocked. Phil smiled smugly and turned again to begin his walk down the hall. He heard the wolf whistles behind him that were directed towards the last freshman target of the year, who had to be blushing from all the attention by upperclassmen.

Sure, Phil did disrupt the peace and ruin friendships with his little, innocent game, but he only went after single, freshmen boys, and he was never confronted- but there were many reasons for that- so he continued with it. As he made his way to his first class he could only imagine the fresh, new boys he would be able to play with next year as a senior.

The thought had him grinning wildly again as he made his way to his first class, algebra. He opened his backpack that was sat on top, he had dropped it off earlier, and waited for others to file in. Some people glared at him, they despised his actions and thought he was a rude, arrogant, man whore, whereas most people ignored him.

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Dan Howell was joking with his friends in the hall, heading to lunch, when his friend, Chris, got a text from his older sister.

"Oh shit guys, Phil Lester just attacked his last victim, Walker Reynolds. Dan remember him? We had geometry with him last year, I didn't know he was gay!"

"I guess Lester did," Dan shrugged not feeling much emotion towards Walker's situation.

Everyone knew Phil Lester at Dan's middle school, especially the boys. All 8th grade boys now dreaded attending West Mountain High their freshman year because of the 'attacks' against freshmen boys this year. Boys' sexualities were brought into the spotlight by daredevil and non-fuck-giver, Phil Lester. He didn't suffer any torment from his actions because he had connections, his older brother, who had graduated 3 years ago, was well known and led the school to many championships, so that earned him some passed down notoriety. Phil himself had connections- connections to the school paper, drama department, athletics- you name it, Phil knew someone and could have them bring down their "clique" upon you. He was powerful, even some seniors, like Chris' sister, were slightly terrified of him.

What really bugged Dan was that next year he and Chris would be attending West Mountain as freshmen, and Phil Lester would be a senior, top of the school, with hundreds of new, vulnerable targets.

That sent a chill down Dan's spine.

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"I heard you were quite the busy bee this morning," PJ commented as he fell into step next to Phil as they made their way to their 4th class of the day.

Phil replied back with a smirk, "of course, Louise found one last boy that would make a suitable target on Monday so I decided to jazz things up on our last day," PJ rolled his eyes, "how'd I do?"

"You surely caused commotion, as usual. Do you plan on continuing the 'game' next August?" PJ asked putting air quotes around the term game.

"PJ! Who do you think I am," PJ raised his eyebrows, "of course I'm continuing this," Phil gestured to himself and the hallway, "next year. How could I not? It's gotten to be quite well known."

"Yeah, don't you think it makes people uncomfortable, even ruin their friendships and social groups?" Phil felt that little twinge of guilt whenever he was forced to think about his actions, but he quickly brushed it off with an easy smile and a readjustment of his backpack. "PJ, if anyone had a problem they'd confront me, so since that hasn't happened I don't see much harm."

PJ sighed, utterly exasperated.

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Summer was coming to a close and Dan had just gotten his class schedule, so he immediately called Chris.

"Chris, what classes are you in?"

"Well I know we won't be in the same math or science since you're such a nerd," Dan laughed, "but we
might have the same lunch and PE class, I have them 5th and 6th period."

"Okay, me too. That's just splendid! Now we can suffer through running laps together."

"Nothing I'd rather do, my dear Daniel," Chris replied in an exaggerated accent as both boys broke out in fits of laughter.