Broken//Phan

Ch. 9

[Dan POV]

The rest of day goes passed quickly. I washed history and maths away by doodling all over on my page, creating an abstract image. My hand just moves instinctively, creating an image that I have never seen before. I enjoy art, it lets me relieve my stress in an odd way. It's somewhat satisfying when the page goes from having a line or two to having a large piece of art.

My last period is music, which everyone has already settled into groups for their projects. After the teacher stops everyone splits into their groups. Everyone except for me. I sit at the desk, tapping the tune of Sugar We're Going Down on the desk. I got a few evil glares from the groups near me as they try discuss their projects.

"Daniel, why don't you choose a group? Just approach anyone, this class tends to be really accepting!" The teacher says softly. 

Too bad I have social anxiety and trust issues.

I stand up awkwardly and let out a breath I didn't even realise I was holding.

"Okay, what about Melanie's group over there?"

"Uh... Sure?" I slowly walk over to the group. "Uh... Hi?" 

"Hello!" A very chirpy girl with half purple, half black hair with an odd make up style greets me. "So you're Dan?" I nod my head slowly.

"Hey, I'm Josh," a young male speaks from behind the drumset. He has bright yellow hair, which I'm not sure about you, but I don't see that too often. "Down there with the ukulele  is Tyler and with the bass guitar is Mel. Also down at the synchronizer is Ash--"

"HALSEY! My name is Halsey!"

"Whoops, sorry Hals, forgot again." He awkwardly laughs.

"We also have a guy named Phil-" Mel starts but is soon cut off by Tyler.

"Which you should have met, yeah?"

"Yeah... How did you know?" I am confused as to where Phil could be.

"He never stands up for anyone. He's always shy. So yesterday in science was a weird experience."

"He doesn't seem to be here at the moment though..." I furrow my eyebrows trying to figure out where he'd be.

"Who are you? Sherlock Dun? No shit!" Everyone laughs, except for me

"So..." Tyler begins. "What instruments can you play?"

"I-Uh I can play piano... Not very well th-"

"OH MY GOD YES! I LOVE YOU! We really needed a pianist as I can't play uke and piano at the same time." He pulls me into a tight hug, which is a bit awkward due to our height difference. I awkwardly hug back, but let go when I see Josh glaring at me. He clears his throat.

"Wha- Oh Jish! It was out of appreciation! Stop it!" He swiftly walks over to the drumset, grabbing Josh's face. Josh holds his face and presses their lips together. I stand there wide eyed, trying to process everything that just happened.

"Wait... You're not homophobic, are you Dan?" Melanie asks, worried. 

"Do I," I say pointing to myself. "Look like I'd be homophobic? Of course I'm not!"

"Okay good, 'cause this whole group is gay as fuck!" Halsey says as Melanie kisses her cheek. I'm kind of glad that they aren't homophobic, but gay themselves

"But anyway, we're doing a song. This is the piano part, we'll play it through so you know how it goes. You have a piano at home, right?" Tyler explains as I nod. "Cool, so you could practise this at home?"

"Yeah sure,"

I hear Halsey begin to play the synchronizer, which soon the drums, ukulele and bass guitar begin. Not long after, Tyler begins to sing, and boy does he have an angelic voice.

We all are stranger creatures than when we all started out as kids, culture forbids. We all have romantic fantasies about what dying truly is, fall off the grid.

By the end of the song, I am smiling ever so slowly.

"Oh my god! That was great! Tyler you have the voice of an angel!" I exclaim, truly meaning it.

"Heh, thanks. It's a shame that Phil couldn-" Almost on cue, Phil bursts through the door, giving the teacher a late note. He comes and sits down, grabbing a guitar.

"Oh hi Phil. We have a new recruit to our group." Halsey says, pointing towards me. He quickly looks towards me and turns back around with a blank expression. I notice that his fringe is covering more of his face than normal. I become worried for the boy.

After class Phil rushes out of classroom again. I walk close behind him.

"Phil wait! What's wrong? You seemed upset in music."

"Dan just leave me alone!"

"But Phil I want to help-"

"I'm fine, just leave me alone!"  He turns around, and as his ebony hair lifts up, I see bruises and blood on his left cheek. Fear flickers through his eyes. He begins to run off again, but I grab his hand.

"Phil please!"

"Not... Not right now. Thanks though." He slips out of my grip and runs off. I'm just left standing there.

"Tsk tsk tsk. What do I keep telling you? You're a failure and no one wants you." I hear a familiar voice cackle. My blood runs cold and my throat becomes dry. My vision goes blurry as my heart beat increases at a rapid speed.

"How've you been, my little fag?"

Pj.

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Hello! I tried drawing Dan and Phil^

What do ya think?

Also I think I might try update this once or twice daily hopefully

So yeah hoped you enjoyed

Bai