Flames {phan au}

*lonely lost boy*

Phil:
My mum starts up the kettle and prepares to brew another cup. Why is she so relaxed? I don't understand her, how?

"Mum.." I begin to whisper. "How are you so calm?"

"Huh. What'd ya mean Phil?" She asked.

"I mean..you're brewing another cup of tea and your face doesn't look remotely distressed." I made a disappointed face to her.

"Oh Phil, of course I'm a little nervous and worried for him. Im starting to care a lot for that boy and finding out something possibly deep and dark from his personal life...it's scary. And of course makes me anxious." She smiles sweetly, with glimmering tears in her eyes.

" I feel the same mum..." I admitted. " I just..I just don't want anything to hurt him ever again. I want him to be safe. Forever.." I kept going. "I promised him." I finished. I had tears dripping down my cheeks. My mum walked over to me and wrapped her warm arms around my shoulders and kissed my cheek again. My tears started soaking into her striped jumper. She started rubbing the back of my hair and shushing me in my ear quietly. I started to relax and began to melt into her shirt. My mum always gave the best hugs. I remember when I was younger, around 7 or 8, I fell off of the swings in our backyard and broke my arm. The entire ambulance ride I sat in my mums arms the whole time. That was like the most painful thing in the world, well for me. A person with low pain tolerance. My mum let go of me slowly and looked over my shoulder toward the living room, then looked back at me.

"I think he's done now Phil, are you ready?" I look at her in the eyes, her green eyes reflect me image in them.

"I guess as ready as I'll ever be." I looked at her in the eyes again, and nodded. We then made our way to the living room. Dan was sitting uncomfortably on the couch with his hands in his lap. My mum takes the computer and sits in a white chair opposite of him. I plop myself next to him and hold his hand. His hands are sweating, I sit up close to him and kiss his cheek. A wide pink tint spread across his tan cheekbones and up to his ear, along with a grin. I love when he smiles. Its a rare thing but when he does I could melt.

"Alright Dan..boys, are you ready?" She asked looking in our direction. We both nod in unison. I look over to Dan, I see the panic and sadness in his eyes. But this is for the best. We can all know whats going on in that brain of his constantly.

"Alright, here we go." My mum begins. She reads everything. Everything. Halfway through I begin to cry. Then at the end I'm sobbing. I hold on to Dan's hand the entire time until he lets go. He runs up the stairs and into my bedroom and shuts the door. My mum looks at me, tears filling her eyes. She jerks up out of her chair and wraps her delicate arms around me once again, I don't return her hug. I'm not the one she should be hugging. I push her grasp away and slowly stand up. Tears still stinging. I stand there with no sense of what to do or what just happened. I look at my mother she moves her lips, but I cant seem to hear her.

"What?" I say in reply. She grabs the sides of my head with her hands and moves my gaze toward hers, she's trying to center my focus. She's had to do this ever since my father dropped me when I was five off if a fishing dock, involving me to bang my head on the boat below causing me to get a minor concussion.

"Phil...Phil..can you hear me?" I nod to her, I could hear her more clearly now. She looks toward the stairs and nods. Without her using words I knew what I had to do. My mum kissed my forehead and lets go of my head. I cant waste a second, I zipped up the stairs. I noticed Martyn in the hallway.

"Hey is Dan oka...." Martyn began. I have no time for this Martyn. Talk to me later.

"No time!" I shouted at him and made it to my bedroom door. Its locked.

"Dan open the door! Please!" I started vigorously knocking on the bedroom door. I am not used to knocking on my own door.

"Dan please! Open up! I just wanna talk!" I know how much he hates shouting but I have no choice. A piece of paper is slid under the door. I flip it open.

[No. I don't want to talk Phil. Your going to judge me, kick me out, or worse. Never talk or want to be with me again. Your embarrassed you kissed me, you never wanted to. You only did it to be nice. You give pity to me. You had to find out about my father, brother, and mum. I don't want your pity. I don't believe you'll be with me forever, I think you only want this temporarily. You never said I love you back Phil. I said it, but you never did. As selfish as it sounds, I just want you there and protecting me.]

Why cant he believe me? I don't want to leave him, I want to hold him forever, never let anything hurt him ever again. I need to do what Peter Pan did to Wendy, he made her believe.

"Dan! I don't want to leave you! Thats the last thing I'd want to do. To you or to me. I will be there for you Dan, I will always be here. And Dan I do love you, more than anything anyone can fathom. Nothing is as important to me as you are..I promise." A couple of silent seconds roll by. Then another piece of paper is put under the door.

[Don't make promises you cant keep Phil]

A/N: oooo a bloody cliffhanger again. Another chapter will be out later. Hope you enjoyed.
~M