A/N: This was a fanfic that we actually wrote for school. We will update you when we get a grade and what the grade is. AY.
He cowered in the back of the cabin as he heard his brother, Martin, tear apart the lounge. His mother had sent him here to get Martin away from everyone, but that made Martin even more susceptible to his surroundings. His brother had always been sick. They've had him tested and he had been diagnosed with extreme bipolar disorder. Phil had always been terrified that Martin was going to snap and there he was, alone in the woods with Martin when he snapped. They were sitting around the fire talking about past relationships.
"Do you remember that one girl you dated, Bianca?" Phil asked.
Martin smiled.
"Yeah," he laughed. "She always overreacted to everything."
Phil nodded remembering her screaming when Martin let their dog track mud into the house.
Martin took another marshmallow out of the bag and sighed when it rolled out of his hand and onto the floor. He went to pick it up and his sleeve caught on fire.
"Martin!" Phil squeaked.
Martin noticed it and shook his arm only making it worse.
He finally got it out but only after breaking a vase while shaking his arm violently.
"Ugh!! I always mess everything up!!!" Martin yelled.
Phil stood and tried to calm him down.
"No, Martin, it's ok." He said.
"No!" Martin yelled and began to throw things.
Phil yelped as things shattered.
Martin began to destroy everything and Phil ran to his room to shut himself in there.
That's how he ended up cowering against the wall.
He had been in there for about 15 minutes when he heard Martin calming down.
There was a voice doing the calming.
"Oh god..." he heard Martin utter. "My brother is in the other room."
Footsteps came toward the door and the door opened. A tall figure stood in the doorway. They approached him and stood over him.
"Are you ok?" A soft, posh, british voice said.
He looked up to a warm face with a chocolate brown eyes with brown hair.
He nodded.
The stranger held his hand out and Phil took it.
They gave him a smile and Phil saw a dimple form in their cheek.
"I'm Dani." They said.
Phil shook their hand and smiled.
"Phil." He said.
"I heard commotion and helped calm your brother down. He's in the lounge." They said, a hand pointing toward the lounge.
Phil nodded.
He followed Dani to the lounge where Martin was sitting on a chair. The chair seemed to be the only thing in the room that wasn't broken. He stood when Phil walked in.
They enveloped other each other in a hug.
"God, Philly. I'm so sorry." Martin said.
Phil heard Dani chuckle at the name "Philly".
"It's ok, Mar. I know you can't control it sometimes" Phil said.
"I know but I want to but I just don't know how and sometimes it just takes ov-" he was interrupted by Dani.
"I'm sorry to interrupt the heartfelt moment but does anyone smell smoke?"
"Oh no!" Phil said. "We were making cookies!"
He sprinted into the kitchen to see half of the room burning. He coughed and tried to turn on the sink. It came on and he took the nozzle to spray the fire. It didn't seem to work and the fire was covering a third of the kitchen now.
"Phil! Just get out of there!" Dani's voice called.
Phil put the nozzle in the sink and turned to run out of the kitchen but slipped on the water. The flames began to swallow the rest of the kitchen. Phil was suddenly lifted up and carried out. He looked up to see Dani's concerned brown eyes. They got out of the cabin just as the wood began to collapse. Dani set him down as they watched the ceiling collapse.
"Thank you for saving me." Phil said to Dani.
"Don't thank me yet, you owe me something." Dani replied.
"What?" Phil asked.
"A date." They replied.
Phil smiled.
"Ok but before I take you out I want to know something." Phil said
"Anything." Dani said.
"What's Dani short for?" Phil asked.
"Daniel." He replied.
Phil smiled again.
"Alright Daniel. As soon as we get out of this forest. I'll take you out for dinner." He said.
Daniel smirked.
"Well, you better run because I'm hungry." He said and Phil began running with Dan and Martin on his tail.
~Hay
