Prince of wolves (Phan AU)

Chapter 13

Dan's P.O.V

I stood there on my front porch staring as Phil retreated to the Henry's house. I wanted to call him back, I didn't want to spend a second without him. "Get a grip on yourself, man," I told myself.

I took a few deep breaths trying to clear my mind and when I did I noticed the subtle scent of woods and spice. How strange, but the scent called to me, comforted me, like I could wrap myself in a blanket of it.

I took one last look at the Henry's house and turned to go in. "Mum," I hollered, "I'm back in."

"Okay, the boys took some brownies upstairs. Are you okay, need to talk about anything?" mum asked.

"No, I'm good," I told her. "Oh there is one thing. Phil asked me out on a date for tomorrow night. That okay?"

"Yeah that's fine. You two know what you're going to do?"

"Not yet," I answered, then went upstairs to give the latest news to my two partners in crime.

I opened my bedroom door to find Ty and Troye lying on my bedroom floor happily munching on the brownies Sara had brought over, whilst feeding them to each other. They looked up and stopped immediately, cheeks turning slightly pink.

"Soooo, did he confess his undying love for you and ask you to run away to his Romanian castle?" Troye asked in a wistful voice trying to play off what I saw.

"Oh my gosh," I said sarcastically, "how did you know?"

"I'm just good like that, ya know with the knowing the future and what-not," Troye answered.

"Yeah, yeah, you're a real gypsy," Ty told him.

"You certainly treat him like one," I pointed out. Tyler's cheeks turned darker and just shrugged it off.

"So, do we have to beat it out of you or are you going to confess willingly, 'cause you know I'm in to the whole torture thing, it's how I roll," Ty said sounding absolutely sure of himself.

"Well he told me that we had things to talk about but that he didn't think tonight was the night to do it, and that he wanted to talk to his father first, whatever that means. Then he asked me out on a date, and then he leaned in close to me..." I explained but Ty quickly interrupted.

"He kissed you?! Was it good, were his lips soft, were his lips closed or were they slightly parted like he might want to wrestle with..." Ty asked rapidly not even taking a breath.
"Step back Don Juan, don't even finish that sentence, let me finish," I scolded. "Well if he didn't kiss you then lie to me so I can live vicariously through your pretend love life," Ty told him pouting.

I ignored that comment and continued with the story, "So, he leaned in close and at first I thought he was going to kiss me, but then his head went slightly to the right and his mouth was right next to my ear, and he blew on my neck."

"Why'd he do that?" Troye asked.

"I know right? I don't know. I know I nearly grabbed him by the shirt and kissed him myself. He must have been blocking his mind from mine because I didn't pick up anything."

"Wicked" Ty said looking thoughtful.

"Did you say 'yes' to going out on a date with him?" Troye asked.

"All I got to say is if you said no, you might not want to go to sleep tonight 'cause I'm going to dye your hair blonde to compliment you being a dumb ass," Ty told me.

"Uh, Ty, you're a blonde," I pointed out.

"No, not really, God just got it wrong and it was too late to change it once he noticed. So instead I did it my natural color."