Dan and Phil One Shots (2)

I Bet You Love Me

I think I quite like this

Dan and Phil were the top athletes of their year. (*bursts out laughing*) Every year, on Sport's Day, they would argue and act like the 100m race was a competition within the Olympics. It wasn't even that important but they acted like the race would determine who would live and who would die.

One of them would always win, no matter who else competed. The one who lost wouldn't live it down until the next Sport's Day. The race was ridiculously important to them.

"I'm so much faster than you." Phil bragged, smirking at Dan who looked more than annoyed.

"No, you're not. Last year I won the 100m race." Dan shot back, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Well I won the year before."

"I'm going to beat you for the second year in a row."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"Boys! Stop shouting, your race is up next." A teacher yelled, making both Dan and Phil pout and walk in separate directions towards their groups of best friends.

"You're going to win for our team, right Phil?" His girlfriend, Louise, said, smiling widely in encouragement.

"Of course, I am." Phil bent down and tied up his shoes laces, making sure he wouldn't trip at the start of the race (he did that once and Dan didn't shut up about it for a whole year).

"Have you had a drink? You look a little hot."

"Actually no, I should probably have one though." Louise handed Phil her bottle of water (which was pretty warm considering the heat outside). Phil hated the taste but downed a lot of it anyway, not wanting to faint of dehydration or whatever.

"Year 10, 100m boys!" Someone called, making Phil smile widely.

"That's my cue. Wish me luck!" Phil high-fived his girlfriend before striding up towards the track where he was meant to be running. Dan was soon beside him, smirking (as if to tell Phil he was determined to win again). Phil smirked back before getting in his running position.

"On your marks!" The teacher yelled once all of the boys were settled down. "Get set!" Dan and Phil exchanged a quick look to tell the other that they were going to win. "GO!" Dan and Phil shot off from the starting line, running so fast that their legs were almost blurred.

They approached the finish line almost neck and neck with each other. Dan was just the tiniest bit ahead. They were pushing themselves so much that their faces were going bright red and they couldn't control their breathing anymore. Just as Dan was about to get to the finish line, his foot gave in and he collapsed to the ground, letting out a loud yelp. Phil crossed the line and smirked to himself as he came to a standstill.

Everyone cheered for Phil but a couple of the PE teachers who were in charge of the races, ran over to Dan who was still on the ground, holding his foot.

Phil decided to walk over there, just to see if Dan was okay.

"Phil!" One of the teachers exclaimed once they noticed Phil walking over to them. Phil was still breathing heavily because of how much effort he had put into the run but none of the teachers paid much attention to his breathing. "Could you piggy back Dan to the nurse? He has injured his foot."

"Me?" Phil almost groaned, looking at Dan who was glaring at him.

"Yeah, you. We need to prepare for the next race so hurry."

Phil sighed but bent down anyway, allowing Dan to reluctantly wrap his arms around his neck. Phil lifted him up and he was surprisingly light for a boy in Year 10.