Chapter 17

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Phil rubbed his hands together in excitement. "I think I'm gonna be able to kill him."

Dan smiled and kissed the boy's forehead softly. "I know you'll be able to do it, I believe in you baby."

Phil beamed up at him and laid his head in Dan's lap, running soft fingers along his leg. "We should get ready so we're not late."

Dan agreed and pulled on his shoes, unlocking the door. Phil bounced behind, intertwining their fingers.

The day was chilly but the sun was shining, the prime weather for taking a light stroll. Or murder, who really cares?

The boys stepped into the coffee shop, strolling to the front desk. Dan leaned against the marble counter top and Phil stood politely, hands folded and eyes full of curiosity. 

A small woman stumbled up to the counter, blushed and smiled softly, her blonde and black hair falling into her face. She brushed it back behind her right ear, "Can I help you two?"

"We're meeting Troye Sivan today, he told us it was an exclusive roof-top meal?" Dan said, drumming his fingers on the hard surface of the desk.

The girl's face flushed. "T-Troye Sivan? H-here?"

Phil nodded excitedly. "Yeah! I don't know how we got the privilege, it's not like we're famous or anything, like he is! I mean, we are kinda famous, just not for the best reasons."

She girl cocked her head in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Well, we've done for bad things, like mur-"

Dan quickly covered Phil's mouth with his hand and smiled sweetly at the woman. "Is Troye here?"

She jumped and flipped through the guest book, pointing to a name and looking back up at the boys. "He's right here. What are your names?"

"Dan Howell and Phil Lester."

She scribbled their names into the book and smiled back up at them. "The stairs are to the right and through the door at the very end of the hallway there. I'll be up for your drink order in a minute."

They boys nodded and headed to the hallway. Dan grabbed Phil's arm after they had entered the corridor and turned the man to face him. 

"You could've compromised us to a 17 year old woman with emo hair and a septum piercing, Phil! Do you realize what the would've ended like?"

Phil pouted and looked at his feet. "I'm sorry. She seemed so nice!"

"Nice people can be used to our advantage, you know that."

"I don't want to hurt her, though."

"We're insane." Dan said with a breath. "Come on, we don't want to keep Troye waiting."

They walked up the stairs, opening the door and letting the wind softly hit their faces, making their cheeks heat up slightly. A small boy was sipping a cup of coffee, leaning back in his chair and scrolling through some app. He looked up and quickly smiled, waving Dan and Phil over. 

"Hello boys!" Troye chimed, hugging them both and sitting softly on his seat. "Beautiful weather we're having."

"Very!" Phil giggled. Dan nodded in agreement.

"So," Troye wiggled his eyebrows slyly. "Are you two a thing yet?"

Dan chuckled. "Yes, we are."

Troye beamed, "I knew it!"

They blushed and Phil glanced over to an opening on at the back of the roof, where some trees were covering the ground and leaves fluttered down. Phil noted that mentally and looked back at Troye, "Hey, guys, we should go and sit over there!"

Troye laughed, "Let's hope we don't fall off! It's like a 2 story drop from up here."

An idea popped into Phil's head. He slid his hand into Dan's and lead the boys to the roof side, glancing at the Australian boy menacingly. "Hey Troye, I really like you as a person," He stepped behind Troye, who tilted his head in confusion.

"But I think you need to go." 

Phil pushed Troye off the building with force, taking a deep breath and watching the boy fall. He gulped and looked to Dan for reassurance. Dan smiled softly at him.

"Y-you just pushed Troye Sivan off a building," a soft, cracking voice squeaked from behind them. They whipped around and saw the girl, trembling heavily. "I'm calling the police."

"No you're not." Dan growled, pulling a gun out from his pocket and shooting a bullet right past the girl's head, a warning.

She stopped in her tracks and turned, tears pouring down her face. "You two are monsters."

"Yeah, it's kinda our thing." Dan said with a smirk, shooting the girl and blowing the smoke away from the end of his pistol.

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sorry this is (really) late <3

insanity at its finest // phan auWhere stories live. Discover now