No Teacher Quite Like You - Phan Teacher/Student (Written with deliathecow)

Chapter 2

It was the next day now and Phil was back at school, he was smiling to himself while he organised his books in his locker. Phil was happy because of Dan/Mr Howell ,he was just happy to spend some time with him even if he did have to sleep on an old bench outside Tesco that night.
“Someone looks happy” said someone, Phil turned around in horror, worrying that it might be Mr Howell and then he would ask questions. 
“It’s only me, I didn’t mean to scare you” Emma said, Phil smiled with relief. Emma was a good friend of Phil’s in fact this was probably Phil’s only friend. Emma had brown hair with pink highlights, she had known Phil since he started at this school, she knew most things about Phil apart from the fact he was homeless.

“What’s our first lesson today” Phil asked
“English” she moaned slumping up against the locker “did you read that book, it’s so boring” she complained 
“kind of” Phil replied knowing he hadn’t really. He had planned to the read the book last night, but he forgot and even worse he had left the book on the bench he slept on last night. He shut his locker with a sigh and walked to English with Emma.
On their walk, they noticed Dean and his girlfriend Tina. “The freak show has arrived” Dean shouted “Shut up Dean, Nobody even likes you, anyway where is your crew? Have they finally realised that you are just a potato” Emma shouted back. Dean went slightly red “no…They are in the head masters office” Dean said “really now” Emma commented as she walked off, Phil followed her not saying a word.

Phil and Emma walked to their usual seats near the back of the classroom. Phil didn’t know how this lesson would go after last night, even though nothing happened it was a bit weird for your English teacher to offer to drop you home. Phil’s thoughts were interrupted by Mr Howell/Dan walking into the classroom saying “Good morning class!” at the top of his voice.

The noisy classroom went silent, there were a few giggles from the girls who sat in front of Mr Howells desk, and they thought Mr Howell was ‘fit’ as they say. But Phil had to admit, he was. Phil looked his teacher up and down. Today he was wearing his usual suit jacket and skinny tie, with skinny trousers and a very tight shirt. Phil must have been staring at him for a long time as Emma kicked his leg under the table, bringing him out of his trance, Dan was gorgeous. “Looks like someone has a crush” Emma teased, Phil went red and they both laughed.

While his computer was starting up their teacher insisted on telling them why he was late. Apparently, he managed to break his kettle somehow, making it explode and had to drive to the Costa Coffee in Tesco to get his normal dose of caffeine. Then getting distracted by the llama biscuits, he’d brought sweet chilli because he hoped they would set him on fire. Him being him managed to make everyone laugh.

“Alright class, can you get your writing books and the reading book thing out that I told you to read for today.” Mr Howell said as he opened up his lesson plan.

Everyone groaned, but did as they were asked. All except Phil who only got his writing book out. “Phil? Where is your reading book?” questioned the teacher.

“Uhh…” Phil stammered. “I lost it.”

“See me after the lesson” Dan said quietly, handing him a new book, only loud enough for Emma to hear as well.

“Ohh Phil!” Emma exclaimed. “Things could get sexy” she joked, giving him a wink.

The bell rang for the end of the lesson, everyone exited the classroom, and Emma giggled and went to wait outside. “You wanted to see me Mr Howell?” Phil asked
“Yes, and please just call me Dan” he responded walking over to Phil who was stood by his desk, Dan sat on the table in front of Phil, he opened his briefcase and pulled out a Tesco bag “sit down Phil” he opened the bag and pulled out the book, Dan looked at Phil in a sympathetic way “I found this on the bench this morning outside Tesco, Phil tell me the truth, whatever it is, I will be here to help you" Dan kindly said placing his hand on Phil’s shoulder, Phil felt his heart skip a beat, he looked deeply into Dan’s eyes, trying not to get lost in them. 
“Should I tell him" Phil thought “I just erm…I must of dropped it” Phil answered in a rush, with that he grabbed his bag and left the classroom. Dan was left there still wondering about Phil.

“Sooo.. Did anything happen back there?” Emma asked cheekily as they walked to their next class.

“No!” Phil said defensively in a jokey way, giving Emma a friendly punch to the arm. After that, it was brought up no more.

-Time skip-

P.E was Phil’s last lesson of the day, he took advantage of the showers in the changing rooms. Waiting until everyone had gone, Phil stripped down and walked into a cubical with his towel and shoved it on the rack. He let the water was over him, it felt good to be clean, considering Phil only got two showers a week, maybe three if he was lucky.

Afterwards Phil went back to the computer near his locker, where he was the previous day. He opened the work he had been doing and continued to work on it.

Dan knew Phil would be working late, as he had done for the past few months. So he left at the same time he did yesterday, to try and catch Phil, he was really worried about him.

Phil started packing up at the same time as yesterday, hoping Mr Howell had gone home. Although what he had said to him had been on his mind all day “Phil tell me the truth, whatever it is, I will be here to help you" should he tell him about living on the streets?, should he tell him about his father?, should he tell him that he was gay?, should he tell him that he was deeply, madly in love with him? He had no idea.

While Phil was placing books into his locker, and getting out his set of clothes that he wore during the week, when he heard a familiar voice behind him “Hey Phil” it was Dan.

“Oh hey Sir” Phil smiled awkwardly.

“So, do you want another lift back?”

“No, no, its fine, I don’t want to trouble you again.” He said firmly, looking his teacher up and down, noticing where his shirt didn’t quite meet the top of his trousers.

“Well I don’t want my student getting hurt” Dan replied sternly, “Plus, where I dropped you off yesterday is on the way to where I live, so it is logical if I dropped you off first, that is if you still want me to drop you there”

They argued like this for at least 7 minutes, when Phil gave in and groaned “Fine” at his teacher, “but I need to use the bathroom first.”

“Okay.” Dan smiled cheerfully because he got his way. He was planning to question Phil on the way back, but not make him reply if he didn’t want to.

Phil did the same as the day before and came out the bathroom then made his way with Mr Howell to his car.