We are the ghouls of London // PHAN

•CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE•

A chapter didn't go up yesterday because I was very tired and I fell asleep at 11 which is actually really early for me cos I can usually be awake until 12 or even 3 before falling asleep so ... sorry

And therefore, I'm providing this extra long, extra special chapter (its 3000+ words) x

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Dan never got Richard any chocolate that night but Phil did go get his Dad his milk which they brought after the kiss they had shared. Scared to go home and face his mom in this sort of state and wake up his brother who was probably already asleep, Phil invited Dan to stay the night at his place.

"We have one guest bedroom room in our house but I have a double bed in my room if you want to share?" Phil questioned

Dan looked towards Phil, "We've been together for 20 minutes. Do you mind if we take it a bit slow?"

Phil sent Dan a warm smile and kissed him on the forehead as they made there way up Phil's driveway, "Of course not, as long as you're comfortable."

Dan shot Phil a smile back at him and his cheeks glowed from Phil's delicate kiss.

The front door was pushed open by Phil who had planned to run into the kitchen, put the milk in the fridge and then take Dan upstairs. However, his dad ruined this plan as he was sitting in the living room watching TV, ready to greet Phil as he entered the house again.

"Phil! Oh, you've brought Dan?"

Phil laughed nervously, "Yeah, I met him out on the streets and invited him to stay the night."

Raising an eyebrow, Phil's dad sent Dan a glance, "Oh... is everything ok for you back home Dan?"

It was Dan's turn to chuckle to hide his nerves, "It... it's not at its best. Me and my mom... we just had a... misunderstanding."

Phil's dad nodded, "I understand."

A sigh of relief left Dan's mouth as Phil's dad took Dan's lie and the milk out of his son's grip. He pulled Phil into a hug, something that came as a surprise to Phil as his eyes widened before scrunching them up and bit his lip to hide the amount of agony he was in as his dad hugged him around his cuts.

As his dad pulled away, he glanced down at his hands, which were red as the cut at the back of Phil's head had obviously not stopped bleeding, "Phil? What happened to your head."

Phil put a hand to the back of his head, glanced at the blood which was collecting in his hair and scalp before placing it back on the cut, "I..."

"Phil came to help me get rid of a gang of guys who decided to beat me up," Dan blurted out.

"WHAT?!" his dad cried out as Phil gave Dan a look as if to say 'what the hell are you saying?'

"Y...yeah. You see, from being so vulnerable from being in such a heated argument with my mom, these guys must have seen me to be looking weak? If it wasn't for Phil coming and helping me out, taking some of the punches and scaring them away, I would probably be unconscious in that side street right now," Dan lied, the whole time Mr Lester staring in awe as he listened to the story, believing every word Dan was improvising throughout the speech.

Phil tried to smile as he listened to the story. The story was totally twisted. It was Dan who had saved him, not the other way around. Phil was too weak to punch himself out of a paper bag, let alone defend his new boyfriend from a gang bullies.

However, the concept of calling Dan his boyfriend in his head was enough to make him smile.

Phil's dad took the lie well and had soon let Phil and Dan go upstairs where they instantly went into the large family bathroom to clean themselves up. Dan, obviously not being shy to unlike Phil, took off his black t-shirt leaving him shirtless as he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror and traced all his cuts he had on his body with his index finger.