Phil:
Dan loves me? Why? How? Huh. My mind was racing but all my head could produce was streams of tears from my eyes. Dan seemed to take notice to this and pull me into a loving hug. He kissed my cheek and slowly retracted his hands back into his pockets. I never knew Dan would ever show so much affection towards someone. I mean it's kinda rude of me to assume that just because he doesn't speak, or that because he's awkward and kinda distant that he wouldn't show affection when the time is right.
"Hey Dan.." I began, waiting for him to look at me. His eyes rose, I could look at his eyes all day. Getting lost in his brown abysses.
"Wanna play some video games before it gets too late?" he looked down at his clock and frowned. He reached for the notebook and a pen and began to write once again. I cant wait until I learn sign language. It'll save both of us the extra mile.
{No, sorry. Its getting late, and I have to get home so sorry. But maybe you can come over to mine some time and we can then?}
My heart fluttered at his request. He wants me to go to his house and hang out. Cool.
"Yeah! Of course! That sounds awesome. Maybe like tomorrow after school or something?" God Phil you sound too enthusiastic, don't scare him away from you. But he nodded and proceeded to put his shoes on, grab his backpack and head downstairs without me. I think he's becoming more comfortable around me.
We're on the porch and I tell Dan to be safe walking home and to watch out for the cannibals and nudists that might be wondering around, he smiled and made his way down my driveway and onto the sidewalk. I watched him until he was out of my view. I closed the door and then was startled by my mum, who was standing there the entire time.
"Jeez mum! You scared me." I said to her. All she did was giggle and smile in return.
"Phil, that Dan boy...means a great deal to you. I can tell." What was she hinting at. My cheeks blush at her statement. Me literally having the complexion of Voldemort didn't help me hide the crimson colour.
"Maybe..I dunno." I've always been really bad at lying. I wish I was like Dan, he didn't speak. It would make telling lies a whole lot easier.
"Oh Philly, no need to lie to me. Not that you ever could get something past me. So riddle me this, is he your boyfriend or not?" she asked casually. As though this is just casual everyday conversation between mother and son. But, I decided to just give in and tell her everything she wanted to know. I mean could be way worse. I could have a mother who doesn't accept who I am and I would have to keep me and my interests in the closet forever.
"No he's not my boyfriend. Well, actually, I dont know what we are. I wanna ask him, but I dont want to push him away. He's sensitive." my mums smile was wiped away, she has a serious and concerned face now.
"Well Phil. He's a fragile soul. I've noticed this all night. He is delicate your right about that. The only advice I can give you is two things. One is move things at a pace that your both comfortable with. Two, don't push him too hard. Your a talker and that's great, but he doesn't seem like he's good at socializing with people, I mean besides the mute thing. He doesn't seem very confident either. You dont seem to know a lot about him either, well I'm assuming knowing how you've been at that school for a day and already brought someone over. But if you push him too hard...he could shut down. There's a lovely lady I work with, her names Maggie, she has a son named Carson. He's a mute as well. She says when people push him too hard he shuts down and becomes very sad, angry and distant. And based off of what I've seen today between you and Dan, you dont want that to happen to him. Let alone cause it. Just be careful." I nod and she smiles. She pulls me into a motherly hug then releases. We both go up the stairs and head to our rooms.
"Oh and hey Phil." I turn in my mums direction.
"Boost his confidence too, it seems like he needs it. Tell him how cute you think he is." she smirks and closes her bedroom door. My mum can give good advice when she wants to, any other time it's like your talking to another teenager.
A/N: No worries there will be another chapter tonight cause this was short.
~M
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Flames {phan au}
FanfictionDan's a musician, dark, alone, isolated, deep, and mute. Phil's an artist, colourful, optimistic, open, and cheery They say opposites attract, are they right? Second story. Enjoy ~J 17,868 words ~minus authors notes~