The colour grey // phan

VII

Dan and Phil walked slowly to their class, giving themselves as much time together as possible. Almost as if they were walking in slow-mo.
When they did actually get to Phil's class they frowned and said their goodbyes, they'd be seeing each other at interval.
Two periods away.
Dan walked off to his math class, again, not caring if he was late.
Because again, the teacher didn't give a shit about him.
Dan quietly whipped through the door to his seat.

Phil looked at the sky. Today it was a beautiful mix of pink and blue, with white clouds bleeding through the palette. He gazed up at the massive complex next to his, knowing dan was in there somewhere was comforting. Dan was one of the nicest and most misunderstood people phil had ever met.

As the end of the second period neared, dan decided he would go wait outside Phil's class, so he excused himself from his own and made his way down the flight of stairs that led straight to the office.
Phil had English, right on the other side of the school grounds.
Dan ran as fast as he could. It was a race against time.

Dan couldn't help but sing the attack on titan theme song in his head as he sprinted across the field, it gave the ridiculous 'mission' a sense of intensity. Dan reached the corridor a few seconds before the interval bell rang loudly, literally taking dan by surprise. He jumped and flailed his arms, holding back a yelp of shock.

When Phil came out of the classroom, a few seconds later. He smiled. The sight of dan regaining himself after a fright was hilarious. Dan had his hands on his ears still and his mouth was hanging open. Phil walked up to the boy and using his hands, gently shut his mouth and giggled to himself as dan snapped out of it as soon as he had been touched.

"Oh shut up!" Dan sighed heavily as Phil, was still laughing at him. It had been around 5 minutes of hysterical laughter. "Okay, OKAY" Phil laughed while saying this and dan gave up.

Dan noticed the way phil bit his tongue a little whilst he laughed. It was adorable.
"Hey Phil, mince pie or noodles?" Dan asks, changing the subject.
"Pie please!" He says excitedly.

Dan reached into his backpack and grabbed the items of food, handed the pie to phil and slurped on his own noodles. They sat and they talked until the end of interval came, they had the same class next so the gladly got up and made their way over to drama class.

Ayo I am so sorry I have been away for so long! I had to take a break because I had major writers block. I also had a suicide scare. I thought my internet friend had committed suicide, but her attempt failed (thank god) but I'm back now! Sorry this chapter is so short and crappy, I wrote most of it yesterday when I was upset and stuff. Please if you are thinking of suicide message my Instagram @polarize_isaiah and I will try to help. :)