Fuck Boy

E I G H T - Done

I wake up to someone climbing into bed next to me. I turn over and smile at Dan.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." Dan whispers.
"It's okay." I mutter.
"How are you feeling?" He asks.
"So much better." I sigh. "What time is it?"
"5pm." Dan answers.
"Wow, 6 hour sleep." I chuckle.
"No wonder you feel better." Dan smiles.
"What did your dad want?" I ask, propping myself up on my elbow.
"I had to babysit my younger brother, James, for a bit." Dan explains.
"I didn't know you had a brother."
"I don't talk about him much, just incase any one night things went bad. I don't want him caught up in anything." Dan nods.
"How old is he?" I ask.
"14." He answers. I nod and kiss Dan's lips.
"Have you had dinner?" I sit up and rub my eyes.
"Not yet."
"What do you want?" I ask, getting out of bed.
"Nothing, I'm fine. Thanks though." Dan smiles.
"Okay. Tell me if you get hungry." I nod. Dan gets out my bed and kisses my cheek.

•

"You haven't slept at your house for, what, four days now?" I say, putting on a shirt. Dan slept round mine again last night.
"My parents honestly don't care. They only care that I'm going to collage and that I'm not homeless." Dan shrugs, pulling my duvet closer to him.
"Why aren't you at collage now?" I ask.
"The school flooded so we are off until they fix it." Dan chuckles.
"Great." I laugh.
"Oh shit." He groans.
"What?" I ask.
"I said I would break up with Amy today, didn't I."
"Yeah." I nod.
"This is why I didn't date; I wouldn't have to hurt anyone." Dan groans.
"I know." I sigh, sitting next to him. "Do you want me there?"
"No, I'm okay. It's just the last time I broke up with someone was when I was 12, so, you know."
"It'll be okay."
"Yeah, hopefully."
"I'll drop you off and pick you up if you want." I volunteer.
"Please." Dan nods. I smile and kiss his forehead. Dan hugs me and sighs. He rests his head on my chest and closes his eyes. I hope my parents won't be too irrational about it when he ends his and Amy's relationship. Dad will probably get defensive, as we found out with Michael. Mum, I'm not too sure. I think she'll be more understanding than dad. Hopefully.

"Thank you for driving me." Dan smiles. I nod and take his hand in mine. He's shaking a lot.
"You're welcome. Remember, everything will be okay. Don't do anything you don't want to and try to calm down and stay calm." I say, stroking his hair. Dan nods and kisses my cheek.
"Thank you." Dan sighs.
"Text me when you need picking up."
"I will. I'll see you later. Bye." He smiles unsurely. I nod and let go of his hand. Dan gets out my car and walks to my parent's house. He waves at me before I start driving home.

Dan's POV

I wave to Phil as he drives off. I take a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. Mrs Lester opens the door and smiles at me.
"Hey, Dan! I didn't realise you were coming round today." She exclaims.
"Oh, sorry." I say.
"It's okay. Amy's in her bedroom." Mrs Lester smiles warmly, stepping out the way of the door so I can enter.
"Thank you." I nod. I know Mr Lester doesn't like me. I'm quite scared of him, so I don't know how he's going to react. I walk up the stairs to Amy's room and knock on her door. I hear Amy mutter something, before footsteps walk to the door. Amy opens the door and smiles as she sees me.
"I wasn't expecting you here, Dan!" Amy grins. I smile the best I can. Amy wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me. I reluctantly kiss back, just focusing on me kissing Phil.
"Amy, can we talk?" I say quietly. Amy lets go of me and shuts her door.
"Of course, what's wrong?" She tilts her head slightly and sits on her bed.
"I-I'm sorry." I stutter, trying to think of something to say.
"What's up, babe?" Amy asks in an almost sickly voice.
"Amy, I don't think this is working out." I say sheepishly.
"What isn't, Dan?"
"Us. I'm sorry, Amy. I really am, I just can't see a future for us."
"O-oh." Amy whimpers. I see tears form in her eyes. I sigh and crouch down in front of her. "Did you even love me?"
"Of course I did, why would yo-" I say, rather taken aback.
"How many times did you sleep with another girl?" Amy yells. I jump and stand up.
"Never, I swear!" I exclaim. I mean, Phil isn't a girl.
"Liar!" She screams, burying her head into her pillow. I hear heavy footsteps run to us, before the door swings open. Mr Lester is there.
"What the hell did you do?" He asks, looking between Amy and I a couple of times.
"He broke up with me! He cheated on me!" Amy accuses me. Shit. I can physically see the rage in Mr Lester's eyes as he slowly turns to me. I'm too scared to even talk.
"Get out of my house." He says quietly.
"I'm so sorry." I ramble.
"Get the hell out!" He yells. I flinch as he raises his hand, bringing it down on my right shoulder. I quickly dart downstairs and out of their house. I see Mrs Lester looking concerned as I fly past her. I shut the door and run to the park. I choke back tears, trying not to let any emotions show. I find my phone and quickly ring Phil.
"It went badly. Your dad punched me and I feel like shit." I explain.
"Seriously?" Phil exclaims, sounding angry. Wow, Phil's very intimidating when he's mad. "Where are you?"
"The park near your parent's house." I whisper. I cry out as I accidentally jog my bad arm.
"I'm coming now, don't go anywhere. I'll be there in ten." Phil says. And with that he hangs up.

I see Phil pull up outside the park. I stand up and quickly make my way to him. I climb inside, wincing at my arm. Phil sighs and opens his arms. I hastily accept, letting my emotions out, crying into his chest. Phil strokes my hair and shushes me.
"Where does it hurt?" He asks.
"My right shoulder." I sob. Phil kisses my cheek, calming me down slightly.
"You're okay." Phil reassures me. "We'll get you home and see what's wrong with your shoulder, okay?"
"Okay." I nod, letting go of him. Phil smiles softly and strokes my cheek delicately.

Phil's POV

I lead Dan to my apartment, comforting him the whole way. I can't believe my dad would hurt Dan like this.
"Take off your shirt. I'll see what I can do." I sigh. Dan nods and tries to take off his shirt, but his right arm won't lift. I sigh and unbutton his shirt and slowly take it off his arm. His shoulder is dislocated and bruised. "Oh, sweetheart. I hate my dad sometimes."
"He saved your life, don't hate him." Dan winces as I run my hand across his shoulder.
"But he also punched the boy I love because he broke up with someone he doesn't love." I reason. Dan cups my cheek with his good hand. He kisses my lips and sighs. I lead him to my kitchen. He sits on the counter and watches me. "Bite on this." I say as I hand him a towel. He puts it in his mouth and bites down. "I'm gonna have to pop your shoulder back into place. It's gonna hurt a lot, so bite down hard and squeeze my shoulder if you have to." I explain. Dan nods and places his hand on my shoulder. "Okay, are you ready, sweetheart?" Dan nods hesitantly. I quickly jerk his shoulder back into place. Dan screams and clutches my shoulder. I wrap my arms around him and stroke his hair soothingly. Dan spits out the towel and breathes deeply. "Are you okay?"
"That hurt like a motherfucker." Dan groans.
"I know." I kiss his shoulder and wipe tears from his cheeks. I let go of him and find a bandage. I quickly wrap it around his shoulder. "If it hurts anymore: take painkillers and if it swells: put ice on it." I say.
"You should be a doctor." Dan chuckles.
"Nah." I smile. Dan hops down from the counter and hugs me. I hug him back and kiss his neck softly.
"C-can I sleep over tonight? No sex or anything. Just cuddles and kisses." Dan asks.
"Of course." I smile, kissing his forehead. "I never thought I would see the day where an f boy doesn't want sex."
"I'm full of surprises." Dan chuckles. "Why do you swear during sex but not normally?"
"I don't like swearing. But I can't control myself during sex." I admit.
"You're weird." Dan giggles. "But it's cute."
"Thank you." I grin, kissing his lips.

"Phil." Dan says shakily. I put my phone down and look at him.
"Yes?" I ask.
"I don't know how you feel about me, but I know that you make me feel things I've never felt before, but I do know that I'm certain of one feeling." Dan bites his lip, think for a second before continuing. "I know I've only known you for a little bit, but I feel like I've known you for a long time. Practically, what I'm trying to say is that I love you. I really love you, Phil. I know that you shouldn't fall in love with a fuck boy, especially me. I don't even know if you love me back yet. And I don't know if I'm confused or this is the real thing, but that's how I feel at the moment. I'm sor-" I cut him off by cupping his cheeks and pressing my lips to his.
"I love you too, you dork." I grin. Dan sighs and wraps his arms around my neck.
"You shouldn't have." Dan whispers.
"Well I did, and it's my fault, so if you hurt me, I will blame it on myself. But I know you won't hurt me." I smile. Dan hesitantly nods and kisses me.
"I-I love you." Dan says.
"I love you too. Now, let's go to bed, you've had a long day." I nod. Dan agrees and follows me to my bedroom. Like usual, Dan rests his head on my chest, listening to my heart. I smile, holding him close, running my fingers through his curly strands of hair.