Error Code: Dan Howell (Phan)

Fourteen

"The answer is no Phil." Dan huffs, walking down the hallway with Phil by his side. It was Monday and they were in school, and today everyone was on Dan's nerves. Even Phil.

"Come on. They used to be your best friends."

"Past tense used to. The faces they make at each other make me sick, I'm glad I left them." He scoffs.

"Dan, we make the same faces at each other." Phil reminds him.

"Only when we're not in school, just when we're on a date or something."

"We were on a date yesterday and you barely even looked at me."

"I told you I hated bowling and I was trying to concentrate on not making a fool of myself anymore then I had. I also looked at you plenty when you dropped a bowling ball on your foot. The thing weighed more than you did!"

"That was a look of sympathy not love."

"I kissed your foot afterward so it would feel better I don't do that to just anyone." Dan huffs, turning away from Phil and starting to walk away.

"Dan wait." A pair of arms wrap themselves around his waist. "I still want you to eat lunch with me, Chris, and Pj.

"No." Dan removes Phil's arms from his torso and continues walking to class.

"Please baby, please please please! I'll kiss you twice as much when I go to your house for tutoring?" Phil suggests.

"Phil, you'd do that anyway. Besides, my heart won't let us." Dan points to his heart and Phil sighs.

Phil bites his lip hesitantly, thinking over what to offer Dan. "Um, I'll sit on your lap instead of vice versa?" He obviously doesn't like what he said, but he really wanted Dan to sit with them at lunch, even if it was a lost cause.

Dan's immediate react was yes, but just for a tease he pretends to go into deep thought about his offer. "Alright fine. But I can't promise I'll talk to them."

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Dan had forgotten something over the years he spent away from Chris and Pj. They were annoying. If he had to take one more pun or outrageous story he might just explode for stupidity.

"So there I was bucket stuck on my foot, body covered in paint, and smelling like beef jerky. I think to myself that this day can't get any weirder, then my mum pulls up into the driveway and sees me standing outside our house!" Pj says before laughing hysterically. Chris joins in and Phil has an amused smile.

"Isn't that funny Dan?" Phil asks Dan, nudging his leg with his knee. Dan knows he's just trying to get him involved in conversation, but he wants nothing of it.

"Truthfully it's idiotic and I didn't listen to more than half of it." Dan admits, slowly moving his spoon through his yogurt. Phil elbows him in the ribs, Dan knows it's supposed to mean that he should be nicer but he really couldn't care less.

"So uh Dan, how's Marita?" Chris asks, trying to start a conversation with him to try and appeal to his taste in conversation.

"Good." He gets a big spoonful of yogurt and shoves it into his mouth so he won't have to talk. Phil sighs at his childish behavior and shakes his head.

"Love, could you be a bit nicer." Phil whispers to Dan as he places his hand on his thigh. Dan freezes at his the tingling touch hand of his hand and all other words coming out of Phil's mouth don't reach his ears. The sensation of Phil's touch slowly crawled up him until his whole body tingled, then shortly after his blood started to pump, and his face turned red. So he took a deep breath and,