Heaven On Earth

Two|Cross

Dan thought he was free of the shackles of the church as he shuffled away. His family hadn't caught up to him yet as he left the Pastor behind, and squeezed through the doors. He didn't have a ride home on account of his parents driving him here, but he didn't care. He was leaving now.

When he made it to more open ground outside he started to jog a bit, looking back to make sure his family wasn't following. Anything to get away. Just as he was turning around to face forward he managed to run right into someone's chest. This caused him to fall down on his butt before he could register what had just happened. He was stunned for a moment.

Where the fuck did that brick wall come from?

A kind voice rang out and stole his attention, "I apologize, sir. I wasn't paying attention, are you okay?"

Dan looked up, squinting against the morning sun to make out the tall figure in front of him. He couldn't see his face due to the light behind him, and he looked almost angelic. Whoever it was had his hand out, and Dan took it almost immediately still feeling the need to rush.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Don't apologize it was my fau-"

Dan paused in the middle of his sentence as he was taken aback. He finally got to stand up, and get a good look at the guy he bumped into.

And God was he beautiful.

He had shiny black hair that looked like Dan's, but went the other way, and soft pale skin. He was captivating, and wore shimmering, kind blue eyes. He was very tall; taller than Dan, and his body was thin, but built. Like a swimmer. Dan's stomach fluttered at the sight of him. He had never seen a guy so perfect. Oh my god, I want him to fuck me. Right here, right now.

"Sir?" The man asked.

Dan replied as if in a trance with a small smirk on his awed lips, "If I wasn't a horrible sinner before, you just made me one."

The man furrowed his eyebrows, "Excuse me?"

Dan smiled, "Hi, I'm Dan Howell, and you are the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my entire life."

Way to be blunt.

Phil didn't blush, or even laugh. He smiled slightly, "Hello Dan Howell, I am Philip."

Dan couldn't wipe his own smile off of his face, "Wow, you sound like a prince."

"Oh, I am far from royalty," said Phillip.

Dan laughed, "You don't look much like it."

"I wanted to look good today in case I bumped into you," Phillip replies.

Dan tilted his head to the side. He had never once seen Phillip in his life, and he was sure he would've remembered. He was going to ask how Phillip knew him, but before he could question it he heard his name shouted from the church doors.

"Daniel James Howell!" Dan's mum called as she made her way over to him. Dan sighed at her voice, and turned around to glare at her. He had completely forgotten who he was trying to get away from.

Fuck, he got distracted by the pretty man.

He turned back around to say goodbye to Phillip, but was shocked when he found that he was already gone. Not a single trace of him was there. Dan hadn't even been turned around for a second, how could he have disappeared? He scanned the thinning crowd, but couldn't find him.

His mum was like a hurricane in high heels as she whipped him around to face her.

"Daniel James, I don't know what level of authority you think you have, but I can assure you that when it comes to your pastor it is your job to show him complete respect! You treat that man like you would your own boss, you hear?!"