paradise//phan au

16

Well don't you wanna see
The world, boy
All the countries and
Their stars, boy
Just don't look
Them in the eyes, boy
You just gotta take their lives
Boy
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(Dan's Pov)

I groaned and rolled to my side. A soft pillow comforted my aching neck. Pillow. Pillow?

I shot up. What the hell was I doing in a bed? Had I been kidnapped? Was this entire thing a dream? I looked around, frantically, just to see myself in my bedroom. On my bed. And a sleeping Phil on the floor. I groaned and slowly brought my feet off the bed onto the cold, hard ground. "I told you not to come and what do you do? You fvcking come here. God." I mumbled under my breath while walking to the bathroom. Upon looking in the dingy mirror, I was lucky to see that my crazed father hadn't left a mark on my skin, not like I needed another one of those.

I sighed and hurriedly brushed my teeth, simultaneously choosing an outfit for school and not trying to wake Phil.

Which I failed at. By stepping on his face. Woops.

"Ah - Ow-Shit"

"Ohmygodimsosorryjustgobacktosleepeventhoughitsschoolinliketenminutesimsorrybye" I ran out of the room, regretfully, and hearing giggling from my bedroom. My face turned scarlet.
Once in the kitchen, I leaned against the counter, hoping my blush would die down and pondering what to have for breakfast. I hadn't even bothered to check my rib for cracks or any of that jazz, but it was apparent that it was broken. I could hardly breath without wincing and that whole ordeal with me tripping over Phil hadn't helped.

I hobbled to a cabinet in which we kept medicine and grabbed two pills of a painkiller, gulping them down with water.
"Are you okay?" Phil, who was only wearing sweatpants, asked from behind me. I winced, "Yeah, yeah I'm fine."
Phil gave me a pointed look and proceeded to grab a box of cereal that was on the dining table. Once making each of us a bowl of cereal, we sat on the sofa in silence.

"You don't look very ready for school..." I mumbled. He groaned, "School? You actually want to go to that?"

"Well.....yeah?" I'd never even considered skipping school solely for the reason of being bored, and honestly, I think Phil was a bad influence.

"Aw come on! We could.... I don't know.... hang out together! Just for today, please!" He begged. I scowled.

"We can't just keep skipping class. Education is a necessity of the lives of the youth-"

"Dannnnyyyy, please..." he pouted.

Oh god. That face.
Who.
Gave.
Him.
The.
Right.

"Fine." I grumbled and Phil squealed in excitement and hugged me tightly. I couldn't help but smile at that.

What the hell is this boy doing to me.

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We had been to multiple convenience-sort of stores, and one art gallery. My feet were aching slightly, but I refused to let that affect the fun I was having. Yes. I said it. Fun.

We were on our way to the typical location of The London Eye. How cliché. I was enduring quite a few cliché moments, wasn't I?

"How's your rib feeling?" Phil tried to spark up a conversation.

"Eh, fine." I said, tugging at my grey jumper sleeves.

"I really hate them for what hey did to you... I'm so sorry, Dan." His eyebrows were furrowed.

"Phil, it's okay. You had nothing to do with it. I'm fine." He smiled at that and I grasped his hand, squeezing it in reassurance.

The London Eye wasn't it's usual busy state. Probably due to the fact that it was the middle of a weekday. "Ready to view the city from a different angle?" Phil grinned, still clasping my hand in his.

"Oh yeah."

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It took less than ten minutes for us to be up in the sky.

Despite all the cheesy romance novellas which talk about The London Eye's best being at night when the stars illuminate everything, being on there in the middle of the day was good enough for me.

Seeing all those people bustling about like frantic little ants was quite satisfying. "It's pretty up here." I sighed in contentment.

"Mm..." Phil hummed.

The carriage we were on suddenly jerked and Phil jumped and clung to me, his breathing quickened. The ride carried on as per usual, but Phil was jittering in my arms.

"Phil? It's okay.... we're okay, are you scared of heights?"

He whimpered in response.

"Phil, why did we come here In the first place, if you're scared of heights!?"
He shrugged, "I jut wanted to see you happy...."

I smiled at his kind words. "Thank you Phil," I pecked his cheek," we are almost on the ground now..."

He blushed.

Once we were off of the carriage, Phil was still shivering and holding my hand.
"Uh, I think that maybe you should go home... not because I don't like having you with me - which I really do, it's just won't your family be worried?" I mumbled.

"Y-yeah. You're right. Sorry about last night, and the day before that... and the day before that.. and the day befo-"

"Agh, shut up Philly! It's fine!" I laughed.

We were at my house by now, and I didn't want Phil to leave.

"Okay, thanks for helping me and all..."

"It's a pleasure, call me if you need me, okay?" Phil smiled. He was ready to depart, bag in hand.

"Okay. I promise." I smiled.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned on his heel after waving a brief goodbye.

He left me with butterflies in my heart.

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