stranger things//phan

part 2

"hey, i'm phil and whoever didn't show up, is an absolute dick," the stranger, or phil, muttered quietly, offering a hand to dan to shake and dan took it hesitantly, still pathetically confused.

"wait what? what is happening?" dan scratched his head in confusion and phil just leaned back into his chair, flashing another comforting smile towards dan.

"i was working on a project here, and you have been waiting for quite a long time, and people staring seemed to bother you, so consider me your prince, saving you from all the awkward embarrassment," phil spoke quickly, his voice thick and sweet and everything dan wished aiden's was.

wait what?

"o-oh, thank you, phil?" he blushed and phil just shrugged waving his hand dismissively.

"no problem man, i was getting tired of reading this shit book anyway," phil set a book down on the table that dan hadn't noticed he had, quickly peeking over to find a physics book.

"yeah physics seems quite boring," dan agreed and phil smiled at him again. he seemed to smile a lot but dan wasn't complaining, at least it made up for the lack of smiling that dan performed.

"so you are..?" phil raised his eyebrows questioningly, and dan took a moment to notice the boy.

he didn't look much older than dan himself, his eyes a bright cerulean and his hair styled into a smooth fringe across his forehead, matching dan's but a lot neater. his skin was pale, so pale you could probably use the term "white" to describe his skin tone, but his lips were a splash of pale pink on that white, plump and barely chapped.

"dan howell," dan finally answered and phil nodded at him.

"you looked like a winston to me, but dan suits you too," phil said casually and dan almost snorted in front of the attractive stranger.

"winston? really?" dan groaned and phil giggled, removing his back from the cushioned backrest to lean over the table.

"would you like to have something?" phil asked, blue eyes wide and captivating and he looked so genuine and chaste and dan did not have it in him to lie to this person he met barely five minutes.

"i'm starving," dan admitted and phil laughed, agreeing on the statement.

"i thought i'd look even more of a weirdo if i ordered a hamburger while reading a physics book, glad i have someone who i can eat with now," phil didn't sound like he was joking or making fun of dan, and dan liked the fact that phil didn't insult or tease him. he was too used to that so he was kind of expecting phil to talk in that manner.

the waitress came over happily, giving dan a warm smile before asking for their orders.

"a hamburger, one by two, and you want?" phil gestured towards dan who just flushed at the sudden power assorted to him to order for himself. he was too used to just go along with whatever aiden wanted.

"i, um, don't know, fries maybe? and a diet coke," dan answered nervously and phil gave him a soft smile, trying to ease his nerves, which actually worked as dan tried to focus more on his breathing.

"you heard him," phil said charmingly to the waitress.

"anything else?" she asked, and phil seemed to think over it for a moment before answering.

"a ginger ale for me please," the waitress just nodded, and flashed them one last smile before letting them know that their order will be ready in ten minutes, and scurrying off into the other direction.

"so," phil began and dan diverted his gaze back to him. "who was this asshole that you were waiting for? girlfriend?" phil questioned and dan just bit his lip before answering.