mute. - Phan

two.

No, no. Not possible. He can't be. He's so perfect, the way his hair flips when he shakes his perfectly shaped head. God I need to stop.

I give him a smile when he looks up at me. He looks down almost immediately, avoiding having to smile back at me. I accept it.

~

After school, I waited for him by the gates. He looked at me and raised his eyebrow, letting me know he was interested in knowing what I wanted to say.

"Oh.. Sorry.. Erm, Dan, I would like to know you.. More. If that's fine by you.? I dunno. Something about you makes me wanna be your friend." I was gonna say that half of me wants to just fucking hold him in my arms and tell him he's beautiful, but I didn't know him. I knew that that was really important for any kind of relationship or friendship to form and begin. He nodded with a smile. It wasn't too big, but it was bigger than the first. So, it was good enough for me.

I walked down, following him to his house and we talked, well, I talked and he wrote his words down on his board.

"So, when was the last time you were talking and all?" He looked at me with a slight frown. "No, don't be upset, I'm only asking random questions to get to know you. You don't have to answer, sorry." He was shaking his head, a chuckle slipped out. My whole body could collapse at this point. His chuckle was a step closer to his voice. 'About two years ago.' I was sad. Inside and out. Why? How could someone go two years without talking to a soul? 'I talk to myself when everyone's asleep though, so I'm used to talking still.' I gave  him a smile and nodded. "Oh okay.. Do you think you'd ever talk to me? Like with your voice instead of having to write everything down?" He shrugged and jumped over a puddle as we reached his front yard. "One word?" He shook his head, opening his front door and letting me in. I followed him in, it was empty. No one was home.

'My parents are working but my mom will be back in a while.' I nodded and looked around, he went to get us some drinks and left me upstairs in his room. I was looking at his chest of clothes, the things on top. I picked up a few pictures and smiled to myself. I looked at all his nerdy things like Pokemon, anime, and video games. I giggled. We have much in common! We can be friends. I looked at his closet, it was left opened. Everything was black. Nice.

I sat on his bed and felt his covers. God. This boy is literally perfect. I need him. He came in, closing the door behind him and handed me a glass of water as his hands were full with him holding a pizza box, chips and a few sodas.

"I could've helped." He shook his head in my small offer. "Next time let me, that's a lot to carry." He nodded and sat beside me after setting everything down and turning on his laptop to a screen.
'What movie do you wanna watch?' He typed in on his keyboard. I thought for a second and smirked a little, remembering he liked Anime. "Anything. I kinda wanna get my daily dose of anime in if ya don't mind watching that kind of stuff?" He grinned widely, letting me know he was impressed that I watched anime. He put it on, laying on his stomach to watch. I did the same.

[Dan] -

I stared at Phil most of the time, he's so fucking beautiful. Sorry I shouldn't be cursing like that, but I think it's reasonable when someone looks at him. I just, like Jenna Marbles said, "I don't know if I wanna be him or be on top of him" except she said 'her' but in this case, it's Phil for me.

I bit my lip, turning back to my computer screen, trying not to stare.

"I can feel when you stare at me, Howell. You okay? You want me to go or something?" I shook my head and held his arm. He laid back down and gave me an 'okay' look.

We watched the rest of the show. I finally finished it at least! It was now 7:30 pm. (U.S TIME). "Erm. It's kinda late, Dan. I would go, but your mum isn't here yet, nor your dad. I'm gonna wait to leave until they come back." I nodded in agreement. The only thing he didn't know was that my mum and dad, if they're not home at 6:45 pm, at the latest, they're not coming back until literally  the crack of dawn.

Phil passed out on my bed, so I made myself a little bed out of blankets and pillows on the floor, covering him and making sure his head was on my very own pillow. I didn't like people sleeping on my pillows or my bed even, but for some reason, I knew Phil would be back and do the same exact thing and it didn't bother me not one bit.

I rolled around in my sleep, sweat dripping off my body. Maybe letting Phil sleep here wasn't a good idea as I do have terrible nightmares sometimes. I let a scream slip out of my mouth, I open my eyes to Phil's wide , ocean blue eyes huddling over me.

"Shhh.. It's gonna be okay. Dan, just breathe love." He was whispering to me, as I caught my breath. I looked at him with sad eyes, he frowned a bit. "Go back to sleep, okay?" I nodded. I closed my eyes as he held me, he was leaning his back against my bed, my head on his chest as I sat between his legs. I drifted off and so did he. Usually , I'd wake up again like two more  times during the night with the same little scream, but this night  I  only did it when Phil wasn't holding me. Maybe that was why I didn't have another nightmare?