kik ⌲ phan au {IN EDITING}

IV

phil pov *i promise this is the last single pov*

  I looked at the boy sitting next to me, looking at me with a dreadful look in his eyes. The quiet boy I had passed so many times in the hallways, not stopping to take a second look at. The boy I had seen looking at me from the corner of my eye during classes we had together. The boy who helped me pick up my things when I dropped them, and the boy who though so lonely, so compassionate.

  Dan Howell.

  "Hi." I said, awkwardly. He simply waved. "A-are you okay?" I asked, sliding down the brick wall next to him. He handed me his phone, keeping his gaze on the ground. He was shaking; nervous, I could tell. There were some texts from his mom. The last one caught my attention. 
  "Fine, you want to run away? Okay. Don't come back. Bye"
 Suddenly a new text appeared. I read it. 
  "I'm tired of you being an asshole to your sister. Grow up, Dan. Just because you're an idiot doesn't mean you should be so rude to your sister because she's not. Maybe if you tried harder in school you'd be as intelligent as her, or maybe even better!" 
  Did she seriously call her own child an idiot? What the hell! 

  I handed Dan his phone back. "She texted you again." I muttered. I was pissed that she called him an idiot and accused him of not trying. Even though my interactions with Dan have been quite brief, I can tell he tries his best. Is he the next Einstein? No. Is he smart? Yes. I couldn't believe his mom was so ignorant. Dan and I scarcely spoke, but I knew he was very sweet and didn't deserve a word of what his mom had spewed off to him. 

  "What, what happened?" I asked curiously. Dan took a deep breath. 
"It was dinner time. My sister had been bragging about how she got 30 points or something higher than me in standardized testing. I got kinda pissed, and cussed her out. My mom was absolutely pissed. I just left. Now I'm here, my mom still being pissed at me, and my sister being a brat and getting me in trouble." I looked at him. He was obviously trying to hold back tears, and was failing horrendously. I put my hand on his shoulder. 

  "Dan, I'll protect you. I promise." I said. He turned to me and looked at me with dead eyes.
"Why?" He simply asked. "Why do you want to do that?"
"Because Dan, I like you. You're amazing. You're such a kind person, and you don't deserve that." I pointed to his phone as I said "that". "Daniel Howell, you deserve to be protected. I vow to do that." 
 "Phil, you don't want to get involved in this " He pointed to himself. "I am a timebomb, waiting to detonate, and when I do, I'm going to take down everything and everyone in my path. I don't want one of those people to be you, Phil. You seem sweet."

  Suddenly, my phone rang.
My mom.
 I answered it.
  "PHILIP MICHAEL FUCKING LESTER!" My mom yelled at me through the phone. "SNEAKING OUT? AGAIN?!" Dan shot me a concerned look, obviously able to hear my mom. She took a deep breath. "Explain yourself. Now." What was I going to say? "I snuck out because my friend is going through some stuff. Ok?" I said. "Let me talk to his parents." My eyes widened.
   "Well you see...that's the problem. His mom is being a bit of an arse to him..." I said. I winced at what she was going to say next.
  "Listen, dear. Your dad is absolutely pissed. He's not around now. I apologize for yelling, he got me very worked up. It's for the best you didn't come home tonight. Stay at another friend's house. I just want you to be safe, darling. I love you." I felt myself tearing up. My dad was such an asshead. "Ok mom. I love you too. Be safe, please. See you tomorrow." I said, hanging up. I immediately broke into tears. 

  Dan set next to me, stunned. "P-Phil? Are you okay?" I looked at him. I felt like saying "Totally, Dan! Tears are totally a sign of being just fucking DANDY!" but I wanted our friendship to last more than 4 hours. He scooted closer to me, and engulfed me into a hug. "I don't know what to do." I whispered in his ear.
  "I can't go home. If I do, my dad will beat my ass." Dan tensed up. "I can't go home and face my mom and sister." 
  Dan untangled himself from me. "What do we do? Stay here?" 
"Can we even do that?" I asked. 
"Of course, I've done it plenty of times. I don't usually sleep, so I hope that wasn't on your agenda. Don't want to get raped or kidnapped."
 I would never sleep in public overnight, especially as a 15 year old. It just didn't feel right.
  "So, staying it is?"
"Staying it is."

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gasp phil's dad is a bad guy !!!