Aroma (Dan And Phil AU)

This is the beginning and I know I put it in the description and stuff but I am only getting used to this stuff. And also, I am wanting you guys to let me know how you feel about my writing and who else you want to see ❤💕

Note: I apologize ahead of time for how long it is, but it's good, or at least I think so. 😊❤💕

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"PHIL YOU BETTER GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Phil's dad, Markus yells.

"But-But," Phil tries to continue.

One shot fell out of the glowing silver casing of his fathers gun. As soon as he heard the next round inserted inside of the gun, he ran like hell.

He had nowhere to go, he couldn't think straight, and he ran into something, something metallic. A pole, and a young man had helped him up.

"You look familiar, Phil right?" The boy asked.

It was the one and only, Dan Howell.

(I'll switch through P.O.V's because I tend to write blissfully that way)

"Y-yeah. Dan, I mean Phil. You're Dan and I'm Phil," I stuttered through my teeth.

Dan giggled and looked over at me. It was dark but bright enough I could see his eyes pouring love into me. His stare was beautiful. His mouth shaped into a smile and his teeth glowed.

"Here," Dan grunted pulling me into the air and balancing me back to gravity.

"Do you need anywhere to go? We can walk back to my place and get my car or stay there," Dan asked politely.

I contemplated the decision. Would I rather go back home and go where my son of a bitch father lived or take the offer on going with the beautiful, Dan. My mind was already set.

"I-I can go with you to a friend's," I stated.

We walked back in peace. We listened to the air blowing past us as we made way to his house. Our feet had been in step and had a rhythm to it.

We arrived and he gets inside his truck. I boosted myself and and I stabilized myself and shut the door. I had reached to my right and put my seatbelt on and waited for him to get inside the veichle.

"Where are we head- Oh my god, Phil. Your face, it looks awful. A-are you okay?" He asked bluntly.

Way to boost my self esteem, you beautiful god. I turned on the light above me and pulled down the visor. My eye had black and blue and my nose had crimson crusted blood underneath it. I had touched my nose slightly and a shooting pain ran up it.

I lifted my shirt and saw so many bruises. I had left it up to long that Dan had seen my scars on my waist. I threw my shirt down fast and shut off the light. I flicked the visor above and wallowed in my seat.

"Who's house are we headed to then?" He tried to say calmly after seeing everything.

"Caspar's," I replied.

He had hit the gas pedal and sped off. Caspar's house wasn't a sweet ride. It takes around an hour to get there from where Dan stays.