[Phil POV]
"Last little bit... And we're done! You can relax now!" I say happily as I treat Dan's last wound. He slips his black hoodie back as quickly as he could. He did seem quite self concious.
"Th-thanks. You know you don't have to help me?" I feel a tiny bit offended.
"Maybe I don't have to, but I want to, Dan." I say, pulling into a hug as he sits on my lap. He sighs as he rests his head against my shoulder.
"Why? I'm just that kid who gets picked on, which makes him scared of humanity and causes trust issues. The boy that everyone hates. The boy tha-"
"Stop." I cut him off, lifting up and holding his face in my hands, giving him a sad smile. "I don't hate you. And it doesn't matter whether you have trust issues, you trust who you want to trust..." I chuckle slightly, caressing his cheek. "I'm probably not even making sense here. My point is, I like you. A lot. We haven't known eachother that long, but I do really like you." I say with a smile.
His arms snake around my neck, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. I wrap my arms around his scarily small waist, tightening my grip while being careful of his wounds.
I feel a wet substance on my shoulder followed by a sniffle.
"Dan? Oh my god, Dan! Are you okay?" Why is he crying? Did I say something wrong? I hear him chuckle through a sniffle.
"I'm f-fine Philly, happy tears. Happy that someone seems to respect me for some reason. That someone seems happy that I exist," I hear him giggle at the end. Even if he shouldn't be laughing, I can't deny that it was adorable as hell.
"Of course, Danny. Why wouldn't I?"
"'Cause you'll see what I'm actually like and won't want anything to do with me."
"I highly doubt that. I like you too much to do that to you!" (Having Vietnam War flashbacks... The amount of times that has been said to me and only 2 people have stuck and dealt with me for over a year and are my longest lasting friends... Props to you two :P)
[Dan POV]
My fingers slide off the keys as I finish the piece.
Fucking hell, Tyler's a good writer!
I woke up and left for school earlier than normal, only so I could learn Glowing Eyes before music, which just so happens to be first period today. I feel bad for leaving Phil, but I did leave a note so he'll understand, right?
The hardest thing about getting ready this morning was probably leaving Phil's grip. Without waking him was a challenge, but leaving him in general was hard. He makes me feel genuinely happy and at home. Fuck, it's been a long time since I felt like that.
I pick up my music stuff and walk towards the quad, putting one of my earphones in. Instantly Supermassive Black Hole by Muse begins playing, already lightening my mood.
"DAN!" I hear a familiar female voice call out.
"Mel?" I can't exactly see the person, so I took a wild guess.
"Halsey, but close enough," Her voice grows louder as I see a girl with short blue hair march towards me.
"Shit, sorry. Why are you here so early?"
"I'd ask you the same, but I'm here early because coming to school when it's loud and full of people it sucks and gives me a headache."
"Oh, makes sense. I was just learning Glowing Eyes in the music room rather than awakening my par-- father." I cough out the last word. My vision blurs a bit as I remember my mum isn't there. Instead I'm stuck with my homophobic, alcoholic and abusive father.
Halsey runs behind me, beginning to chat to people. I begin walking away until I hear another familiar voice.
"Dan, wanna hang out with us? At least until Phil comes?"
"I-Uh sure..." I hesitantly walk over to the group I recognise from my music group. We all sit at a table as Tyler, Halsey and Mel talk, leaving me trailing behind. I sit at the end of the table, only having Mum on my mind. Cancer by My Chemical Romance begins playing, reminding me even more of my now deceased mother. The thoughts of her got to my head as I storm off towards the toilets.
Then I run into something I never wanted to deal with ever again.
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Yo
So that cliffhanger amirite?
Sorry if it's shorter than normal
And sorry for the shitty chapter
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They're pretty cool and an amazing writer ngl
Enjoying all of their fics
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Anyway I need sleep coz I'm like DYING even tho it's only 1
Eh
Muse seems to put me to sleep for some reason
I could've sworn I had to announce something else...
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Oh well
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Broken//Phan
FanfictionDaniel James Howell, a boy constantly moving because he is bullied everywhere he goes, mental illnesses and father never putting his mind at rest. Philip Michael Lester, a boy who normally hides in the shadows, wanting to be friends with all but is...