Phils pretty sure that "Dan" will just be some ancient mannequin.Though he still feels a haunted house vide as the old man opens the door.Inside,a single bulb casts a pale red light through a Chinese lantern. Incense can't quite hide the smell of mildew.
There is a black chest against one wall,with lots of square drawers. Chinese ginger jars are arranged on the surface,along with an incense burner,some kind of white board,and ink brushes. Tacked on the wall are pictures of the Great Wall of China and mountains that look like they were torn out of a magazine. In the middle of the room is a stool with a red cushion.
"There's no ghost here." Phil says,but just hearing himself say that makes the hair on the back of his neck stick up. "Maybe he's on his break!" his father jokes. "He's right there on the stool." Says the old man. Phil still can't see him. "Don't look right at him." Says the old man "Look off to the side of the room a little." Phil does as said. In his vision,a smudge appears.It then gains definition and takes the shape of a boy about Phils age.Phil look up at the ceiling to make sure there was no projector.There wasnt.
Phil looks back at Dan and studys him.He has a brown fringe that goes to the right.With chocolate brown eyes to match.Hes wearing a black T shirt with a bright white circle in the middle.Hes has black jeans,and black tennis shoes.He must like the color black.
"Hi,I'm Phil,you must be Dan.How old are you?" Phil extends his hand,expecting Dan to shake.He doesn't.Instead,he glances down at his open palm,then back at Phil.
"Can't talk,he's pretty shy as well.To answer your question,hes sixteen years." Says the old man. Dan opens his mouth and whispers something so soft and quiet,that Phil can't hear. "See! I knew he'd be able to talk to someone around his age like you." Dan leaned in ver close to Phils ear and whispers something ever so softly. "Make them leave."
Phil was scared.What was Dan going to do to him.Dan didn't seem much of a threat though,and maybe if Phil listened,Dan would be nice to him. "Umm.....guys,I guess Dan wants you to leave for a second. "Alight,make sure you don't stay in there to long,we still have our train. The old man and Phil father left the room and closed the door.Leaving Dan and Phil alone. "So...um...what did you,OH!" Phil was cut off as Dan engulfed him in a giant hug,so big that Phil fell backwards and know Dan was hugging him from on top.
It felt like Phil was just lying on the floor,since Dan was a ghost,but he could still feel the soul and energy of Dan. Dan was still hugging Phil,he hadn't let go. Dan seemed really kind and sweet,and,actually kind of cute.Phil thought to himself. "Call me crazy,but I think I might just be falling for a ghost.Dan seemed to let out the softest giggle and held Phil tighter.
Could he....No.....Dan wasn't able to read Phils mind.
Or.....was he?
OH!!!! Do you guys think Dan can read minds? Will Phils father find out about Phil being gay? ARE YOH GUYS SHIPPING THESE TWO YET OR WHAT???!!!!! XD Sorry.Im in bed right now because i realized that i forgot to write a chapter because I was really busy drawing fan art of Dan and Phil and Ian and Anthony. (Yep,I ship Inthony to!) AND UUUUGGGHHHH tomorrows Monday.I always get so much homework and i have band (my least fav thing) and does anyone really like Monays?!! Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and I will write the next chapter (and possibly the last chapter) tomorrow! See ya guys!! :D
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Ghost Boy {Phan}
FanfictionPhil Lester never believed in ghosts....that is....until he meets one