A/N OH HAAAAAIIIII, well not many people will read but if you are you rock! well um im not got much to say but oooohhhhhhhh 8 reads party party party! well its moarrr than i thoguht i'd get,thought i would get a big fat zilch zero nil, whatever you wanna call it. ehh i just get on with it...
*Dans POV*
I woke from the vortex of unconciousness into a world of pain and discomfort, I realised swiftlythat I needed to go home, my trembling fingers reached into my pocket and pulled out my smashed up phone. Slowly dialing the number, the phone was put to my ear and i listened - hoping to hear my mothers voice.
Hello this is kirsty howell sorry i cant take your call at the mo please call me back lat-
i cut the line off and began to attempt to crawl home.
*Phils POV*
I took myself on a walk around the neighbourhood.
This just looks average, who even lives here? old ladies? its very quiet.
'Oh go introduce yourself to the neighbours!' I mocked my mums voice, pfft neighbours? this place seemed lifeless! I looked around searching for any human interaction. I got exactly what I wanted, Spotting a brown-haired male teenager crawling aong the street corner,I stared in horror, this boy looked like a victim of war! Not a child coming home from school! I ran over as the boyflopped to the ground, this boy was beautiful - i couldnt bring myself to leave him here all alone on the streets, so i slung him over my shoulder and made a beeline for my house.
