Dan and Phil Adopted Me

Chapter 5

Dan's POV:

Suddenly the young girl looks up from her lap. Her face looks slightly slim, but not the starving kind of slim. She had long, straight, blonde hair, and her lips looked rough and chapped. Last but not least her eyes. Her poor innocent eyes. The colour I couldn't quite determine, but they looked so confused, they looked so sad. They looked so in need of help.

After a few moments she finally speaks up, hesitantly, "Hello." She answers

Her voice is so shaky, and I can't tell if it's from the cold London air, or she sadness that she is portraying. Probably both.

Then suddenly I hear footsteps nearing me. It's Phil, obviously.

"Dan, what are you doing!" He whispers. The girl clearly heard Phil's yell whisper, and she puts her head down.

"Phil!" I yell at him for being so rude.

"Sorry, hello." He gestures toward the girl. "My name is Phil, you?"

She clearly was confused as to why 2 adults were addressing her, but I didn't leave, even if Phil were to.

"Blair" she answers in almost a whisper. Her voice had an American accent ring, and it leaves me wondering why someone from so far away is sitting in this very bench in a place most likely foreign to her.

"That's nice. My name is Dan." I cringe at my own words. Ugh, why am I so goddamned awkward. Even to a kid that's like 13 years younger than me.

Then she slightly nods, with her eyes in absolute sorrow, and I feel so deeply for this poor child. I don't even know her backstory, yet I still feel so terribly for her. Like I owe something to her

"Aren't you a bit cold? It's freezing out here." Phil says, in the kindest voice. I guess it's just nature for this man to be kind. 

She nods and replies a soft yes. Again her voice... Her voice is so genuinely upset and quiet. It sounds so thick with sadness 

"So why are you out here? I mean, we could drive you back to your home if you would like." Phil offers

She looks down, tearing eye contact. Then she finally answers, with the worst possible answer. "I don't have a home. I don't anything." Then she whispers something, most likely to be meant for herself, "Or anyone," 

I don't know what to say or what to do. I don't understand what it would or could be like to have nothing or no one. No one speaks for awhile, and the racked from all of the traffic next to us is the only noise that anyone can hear, when I finally speak up.

"Come with us. We could at least let you warm up here, and if you have somewhere to be, than we understand, just let me help you." These words slip out with zero hesitation, not even a glance of approval to Phil.

She looks up and nods. That surprises me. For all she knows we could be some weird pedophile old men. 

"Okay. Um, our flat is this way." I say pointing to my right. She looks up hesitant. "Okay." She finally answers.

With Phil on my right and the poor child on my right, we walk back home. Phil looks very hesitant and concerned, while the girl looks down, with shadows dancing across her face.

She needs help.

I have to help her.

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I'm SOSOSOSOSOSO sorry for not updating (To those that may have decided to read this for whatever reason) As I said in the last chapter, some of this is a bit emotional for me when I write this. So yeah I know that it's short, and I'm sorry I tried, but I PROMISE PROMISE PROMISE that I will update soon, okay? I swear on my mother. That's not important enough (because Blair's mum is my mum and you will know why it is not important enough sooner or later) SO I SWEAR ON THE ENTIRE PHANDOM (Now that's important) Okoi bye bye see ya l8er m8

Also note that the picture in the beginning of the story normally won't actually relate to the chapter because I just like to share really cute phan pictures, okay trash is out.