The End

6. Never Bother Phil

Dan's POV:

I told my dad what had happened on Friday when I got home that night. He told me that I should be more careful next time. He also told me some new things about being a Protector. Remember when I jumped that high ass fence? Turns out I'm like Superman or something (idk). If Phil is ever in trouble, all I have to do is "believe" and then I could do anything. That's literally what my dad said. The only thing I can't do is fly, apparently.

Phil healed pretty quickly. Now he only has two or three big bruises. The other ones turned yellow and started to disappear. He still has to use his mom's foundation to hide the one under his jaw, though.

The beginning of the week went by rather quickly. Phil and I have become so close, its scary. I still haven't told him about that and it kills me everyday.

There is only one week left until Phil's birthday. I plan on getting him a giant teddy bear and some new candles. He is so obsessed with them. I'm also going to get him an iPhone 6 since he still has the iPhone 5s and its screen got cracked.

Phil and I stayed a couple of minutes after class to get a bit of extra help. It didn't take long. When we exit the maths classroom we're one of the last ones out of school. We head out to my car. I gave him a ride today for no reason in particular.

Phil seems a bit jumpy. He keeps looking around him like something is going to pop out and scare him. He still manages to look so adorable. Phil's eyes are all wide and he keeps biting his lip and fiddling with the hem of his jumper.

"Phil, are you okay? You look like you're looking out for something," I say with with a small chuckle.

"Yup, I'm great. I just really, really want to get in the car. It's a bit cold," Phil says as he looks around.

"If you-" I'm cut off by someone behind us.

"Phil, there you are! We've been looking for you since Monday. Where have you been?"

I turn around to see who it is. Phil stiffens and slowly turns around. I look at the guys in front of us and back at Phil. I stand there with a confused expression.

Phil never mentioned them before. Wonder who they could be?

The guy that spoke seems familiar. He's almost my height. He has that typical fuck boy combover and green eyes. It's not a nice green. More like a muddy, poop green. He still manages to be pretty attractive though. His clothes are obviously experience. The other two guys at his side look almost exactly like him. The only difference is that they have brown eyes and are less attractive.

"Oh, you must be Dan! Phil has told me so much about you," says Poop Eyes. "I'm Brandon."

He sticks out his hand for me to shake. I am about to shake it when Phil holds my arm back and finally speaks up.

"D-Dan, let's go," he says in a stressed voice.

"Phil, stop being such a pussy and tell him who I am or I'll show him who I am!" yells Brandon suddenly. I give him a 'what the fuck' look.

Who the fuck does this guy think he is?

Phil jumps and takes a few steps behind me. One of the ugly guys walks away with a creepy smile on his face. The other one cracks his fingers.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Don't talk to Phil like that," I say, almost angry.

"Aww, how cute! Phil's boyfriend is defending him!" he says while pretending to be fazed. He stands up straight and pulls a disgusted face. "You faggots disgust me."