The Garden of Galaxies

Chapter 7- The Stars Say You're a Nerd

Phil's POV:

This is nice. Just laying here with Dan next to me. It brings me a weird sense of comfort for the first time in months. Everything is calm with him. That's why I'm glad he's my bestfriend. And I wouldn't change that for the world.

"Hey Dan..." I said sitting up and facing him.

"Yeah?" He replied sitting up as well and adjusting himself so he was sitting across from me.

"You haven't opened my gift yet." I said smiling slightly and pulling out the wrapped mess I brought with me.

His eyes blossomed with joy as he carefully reached for it, acting like of he touched it it'd disappear. He smiled warmly as he unwrapped my poor excuse for wrapping.

"Wow Phil you're such a pro at wrapping gifts." He said winking at me. "Oh just open it, you twat." I said pushing him lightly while he giggled. He bit his lip as he took the rest of the paper off to reveal a stack of items.

"You...you got me art supplies?" He said quietly.

"Oh my gosh Dan you look like you're gonna cry is it a terrible gift I'm so sorry I thought you'd like it. Oh I knew it wasn't enough you obviously deserve more I can get you something else if you'd like ! I don't want you to be like 'oh no its fine' when it's not. Really I'll get you something else what do you-" I rambled on and on endlessly.

I was stopped abruptly by his arms wrapped tightly around my shoulders. I smiled lightly and wrapped my arms around his torso.

"Wow you must hate it so much you're strangling me." I said chuckling.

"Ha... Yeah sure." He said as he hugged me tighter. "I love it so much, thank you, Phil, you have no idea how much it means to me."

"No problemo friendo." I said giving a thumbs up as he pulled away and picked it up again. He looked at it like it was literal gold.

"Do you mind if I... if I draw...you?" He asked hesitantly looking down.

"YOU WANNA DRAW ME OH MY GOSH OF COURSE DAN I'D LOVE TO BE DRAWN BY YOU!!!!" I exclaimed jumping up and down. He laughed and nodded.

"Alright cool... just sit cross legged comfortably." He said sitting down against the wall as I crossed my legs.

"Draw me like one your french girls." I said pulling a pose.

"You nerd... just sit still." He said laughing and shaking his head as he picked up the sketchbook and charcoal pencil.

I tried my best to not move but how was I supposed to do that when I was so excited. He's so amazing at art it's astounding. I wish I was talented, all I can do is cover up bruises well.

I moved a little so I was comfortably leaning against his dresser.
I watched the way he bit his lip as he concentrated and how occasionally he'd furrow his eyebrows and erase something. Every now and then he'd make eye contact with me and smile. Obviously I smiled back cause smiles are contagious.

"Daannnn are you almost doneeeeee." I groaned after 5 minutes of uncomfortable sitting.

"Yeah yeah just let me finish a few more touches." He said focused and biting his lip for the millionth time. "Anddddd done." He said putting the pencil down.

I sighed and slouched again. "Let me see it!" I said scooting forward and reaching for it. He flinched a little and pulled the drawing further away slightly tensely. I backed up a little and he untensed.

He's probably still mad about the one incident. Why did I think he'd show me it this early I obviously don't deserve it. All I do is make people uncomfortable and attempt to ukulele.