Phils POV
~ Tuesday Night
Dan barges upstairs, I follow. We go to my room and he sits himself on my bed.
"Yep." he says " I'll have this bed."
"That's my bed, you could sleep on my mu..." I begin but stop when I see the angry look on his face.
He stands up.
" What? Are you going against what I want?" Dan shouts "LISTEN UP GAYSHIT! You. Do. As. I. Fucking. Say." he says whilst jabbing my chest and angrily, heavily pushes me into the wall.
My head stings. I look at him, tears threatining to spill. He looks angry, yet at the same time, attractive as fuck.
"I'm sorr-sorry. I-I didn't mean to." I stammer.
He grabs me by the shoulders and throws me to the ground. I trip on my way down, and end up falling more to the right. My head slams into the corner of my desk. On the floor, everything I see is doubled, two Dans, two desks, two small stains of blood. My head screams and stings. I look up to Dan, he looks terrified, mortified.
"I'm a monster." Dan whispers to himself.
"But a pretty one." I slurr.
Dark.
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I woke up, my head still stinging. I was tucked into my bed although, I am sure I was just on the floor. My digital alarm clock next to my bed indicates it's only been about twenty minutes since I was on the floor.
"Oh, you're up." Dan murmers "I put a few plasters on your head. Sorry."
It looks like he's been crying.
I touch where my head hit the desk.
Ah I gasp
"Well you're up now, so get out and do what I say fag." He goes back to being himself.
I get out of the bed and he jumps onto it.
"Find my clothes to wear then go make me some food." He commands.
I get him my biggest hoodie, jogger bottoms and a v-neck tee. I then go down and look for something for him to eat.
I boil the kettle, pour the water into a Pot Noodle and voila! I will admit, I am lazy.
I go upstairs and pass him the Pot Noodle and sit on the desk chair. We sit in silence. He finishes his food and throws it into the bin on the other side of the room.
He looks cute in my clothes.
"What the actual fuck are you staring at?" He notices me staring although his voice is angry, a light blush paints his cheeks.
"Nothing." I blush.
"Ugh." Dan snarls. " Come here." He shuffles over on the bed.
I sit on the edge.
"On the bed." he commands me.
I sit on the bed, somewhat close to him, with my legs crossed. He looks at me, I look back. I feel my face become hot with blush, he too blushes. Neither of us look away. He grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks it painfully. I let out a quiet scream.
"Stop being gay." Dan grabs the back of my head and forces me to kiss him.
I panic at first but then I relax. He angrily kisses me and pulls me close. Everything is happening so fast. He pulls me ontop of him, still kissing me and takes off my t-shirt. Then he stops.
His eyes linger on my chest. I look down at the bruises and cuts.
"Is that all from me?" Dan whispers, still somewhat angry.
"Mostly." I say.
"You deserve it, you gay-gay dipshit." He raises his voice and shoves me off him. "Put you clothes back on you disguisting looking slut."
I grab my t-shirt and run out of the room and into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.
I fall to the floor and tears come streaming down.
What just happened?
Why can't he be mine?
My hair is messy. My head hurts again.
Dark.
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Almost broken(bullied) , A phanfiction
FanfictionAll Dan wants to do is to break the little almost broken boy. Snap him into a million tiny pieces and crush his heart with his fist but at the same time all Dan wants to do is to cuddle him on a couch and watch cute movies. The first few chapters I...
