Moving ~ PHAN

Chapter 4

A/N: Before you start reading, this chapter has some descriptive violence and blood.

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Dan's POV

I woke up Monday morning feeling refreshed. I do my usual routine and head off to school.

As soon as I get there my heart fills with anger as I see Phil pinned against the wall near the lockers getting punched over and over in the face, blood spilling from his nose, lip, and somehow, cheek. I run over and push the guy hitting him down.

Unexpected, he stands up to face me, taller, bigger than me.

"Who the fuck are you?" He says, voice deep and intimidating.

My anger had left when I pushed him, but flared up again when I look over at Phil slowly sinking to the ground, head bowed in defeat.

"What's your deal anyway? Why are you always hurting him?!" I yell into his face.

Nobody is moving. Every kid in the hallway is still, all focus on us. Usually having all the attention on myself would cause me to cower, but not when it comes to Phil. I've never even done anything like this before, it's like my mind iced of the fear.

"Because!" His voice growing.

"You don't even know why! Wow!" I yell back.

"He's the dumbest, ignorant, most pathetic, gayest piece of shit to exist on earth."

And that's when it happened. I don't even know how or when. My mind went blank and my body took control. My left fist clenched so hard and swung right into his temple, pain quickly flooding my knuckles, but it didn't stop me from swinging again.

He started to fight back now. His fist hit me right in the stomach causing me to fly off the floor and land immediately. I lay on the ground, head pounding, noises muffled from the impact of the tiled floor to my skull and the feeling in my chest and stomach. I closed my eyes as his fists slams down into the center of my face. I feel my nose move out of place, pain, numbness. I scream, pain spreading everywhere along with the warmth of my blood over my face.

I manage to open my eyes when I stop feeling fists from every angle. My sight is covered by a white cloud, but I see the guy being held back by a lady, whilst an older man has a phone to his ear. My head falls to my left and for a second I see Phil wide eyed crawling towards me. But that's the most I see before closing my eyes completely.

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Dan's POV

"Die.
Why do you exists?
A waste.
What's the point.
Nobody will care.
Even if they did, they'd get over it.
It'll be quick.
Simple.
Just get it over with."

I try opening my eyes and ignore the thoughts in my brain, but they feel crusty and stick together. My eyelashes finally disconnect from bottom ones, allowing me to open them.

I squint as I look around at where I am. The blindingly brightness of the room starts hurting my head so I close my eyes again.

The door opens and in walks a doctor. He sees me and looks surprised

"Mr Howell? You're up already?"

"Ca- can yo-u tur- urn off the li-ght ple-eas-e?" I say words coming out broken, something I didn't expect.

He shuts off the lights, leaving one on in the corner which doesn't both me at all. Instead it illuminates the room just enough.

"Would you be in the mood for a visitor?"

I don't even know at this point. Am I?

I nod my head expecting my parents, or at least my mum, to come in. But no. In walks Phil.

He looks bruised but runs to my side. I watch the deep red and purple slice on his cheek, his swollen lip, his blood crusted nose.

He stares at me straight in the eyes, me doing the same. His eyes are filled with worry and concern but I couldn't help but be mesmerized at the blue with speckles of green they held. His hair was messy and his skin seemed somehow paler than ever.

"How do you feel?" he asks quietly. I smile at him.

Phil's POV

He smiled brightly at me. I couldn't help but smile back.

He had a big white patch taped down across his nose and bridge. Despite it being there, blood could be seen filling it, more seeping through the sides.

Dan's eyes reflected off the light lit behind me and you could see how lightly browned they were. His hair curled up, messy. I loved how he looked with curly hair, I've never seen it before. I didn't even know he had curls.

"Do you want anything? Are you hungry? Thirsty?" I offer.

He shakes his head no.

The doctor comes in. "Ok, that's all the time you have mr Lester." I turn to look at Dan.

"I'll be in the waiting room. I'll wait for you, okay?"

"Ph-phil, pl-eas-e. Stay." He says closing his eyes, seemingly in pain.

His voice is so broken.

I turn to look at the doctor. He tells me that if Dan wants me to stay I can. I quickly grab a chair and pull it beside his bed.

We don't really talk. But I love just being here with him.

My mind wanders off, and when I snap back to reality I see Dan asleep. I watch as his chest rises through the hospital gown, then falls, the machine beeping with each beat his heart provides. His face is so young, delicate. And now it's hurt. Because of me. I'm more than thankful for what he did. Jason, my bully, got expelled from school. They were about to expel Dan when I told them what happened. But my mind kept wondering why he did what he did. He risked everything for me? Why?

I watched as he changes position, turning to face me, still fast asleep. My heart starts to beat as I watch him.

No.

NO.

My mind starts racing, but all my focus is on his face.

He's so beautiful.

I try to find words to describe what's happening.

He saved your life. He got rid of your bully.

And then it hits me.

"Stay."

I think I'm in love with Dan.

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Whoa, so yeah...

Weird chapter

Hopefully more exciting than the rest so far.

~K