Phan One Shots

The school sweetheart and the bully.

A/N: This is a long one, aha, but I really like it and I put a lot of effort into this one. I've taken a different approach to this oneshot that I think has worked well with this one.

Any way I hope you enjoy it!

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Phil is my best friend.

Always has been and always will be, but there was a time when I feared for our friendship. A time when I thought a certain someone would get in the way of our relationship; they grew closer everyday and I was worried that I would lose Phil to him. However, I now realise that he is the best thing to have happened to Phil and Phil is the best thing to have happened to him and even though I am upset that I'm no longer at the top of Phil's list, I'm happy for him.

I'm Pj Liguori and this is how the school sweetheart befriended the bully.

"Peej, look, look!" Phil exclaimed excitedly, as he jumped up and down whilst gripping onto my arm, causing me to shake with him.

"What?" I smiled widely at his childish ways.

Phil turned his head to face me and his smile stretched for miles, as he practically shouted, "The prom is in like seven days!"

"I know," I sighed and began to walk away from the huge poster positioned on the window. "So what? We haven't got dates."

"Pj," he groaned loudly. "It's not all about having dates!"

I crooked an eyebrow and stated, "Right, because that's what everyone actually thinks."

He rolled his eyes and slammed the locker door that I had just opened. I glared at him like he'd just committed a crime until I saw the huge smile broadening across his lips and I tilted my head up slightly.


"What?" I frowned slightly.

He giggled, "I may have found someone to go with."

"What?" I frowned fully, due to the fact that I was quite shocked, as not just anyone would be good enough for Phil. They'd have to be special, so I squeaked, "Who?"

He looked down at his black, leather shoes nervously and took a deep breath, as if preparing himself for whatever he was about to tell me, but his smile never faltered.

"You know how I've been talking to this guy recently from our year and I was saying how much in common we have," he smiled.

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah and you wouldn't tell me who it was."

"Well it's him," he smiled brightly. "It's Dan."

"Dan. Dan who?" I frowned and then my eyes brightened. "Dan Yates! You haven't got the hottest guy in school to go with you?"

Dan Yates was the school's football captain and he was one hunk of a guy. He had piercing blue eyes, blonde hair, which fell perfectly across his forehead and even though he had a scar on his upper lip he was still hellishly attractive.

Phil's smile faltered ever so slightly, but noticeably and he mumbled, "No. Not Yates."

I wracked my brain for any other Dan's in our year but there were no other Dan's except Howell and I very much doubt that Phil had a lot in common with the year's biggest bully.

I laughed, "Well I know for a fact that it's not Howell, so who on earth is it?"

"Pj," he sighed, as he tilted his head.

However, my attention was caught by the scene currently occurring at the end of the hall. Dan Howell was stood, looming over a kid from the year below and was slowly taking the kid's money with an evil grin on his lips. I glared down the hall at Howell; he didn't scare me. What made him think that it was okay to just take that money?