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     After dropping Chris off at the hospital, Dan made his way home, lost in thought. He arrived home, trudged upstairs muttering a 'hello' to his moms, and flopped unceremoniously onto his bed. Dan pondered (of something great) of what he would say to Phil the next time he saw him. Dan closed his eyes and sighed, uncertain of what Phil thought of him.

Dan drifted off into a dream filled slumber, thinking only of Phil.

~*~

These past two weeks at school had been hell for Dan. Without Phil there to help him or scare away the bullies, he was beaten worse than ever. Dan didn't understand why they hated him so much. What does his sexuality mean to those arrogant assholes? Absolutely nothing.

Dan shuffled into school on Monday, hoping Phil would be back to save him from his problems. Why would Phil help you? Yea he helped you off the ground once but every other time he did nothing. Dan sighed. It was hopeless to be dependent on someone else. Suddenly, Dan was shoved harshly into the metal lockers. His skin grated on the rusting metal, making him wince. A fist slammed into his jaw, sending Dan sprawling on the floor. Multiple feet were kicking Dan's body. Tears silently streamed down Dan's face. There was nothing he could do. He was outnumbered.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

The kicks stopped instantly. Dan opened his blurry eyes and saw a body land in a heap beside him. The rest of the boys scurried away, leaving the guy on the floor, Dan, and Dan's savior. His savior yanked the bully off the floor and threw him onto the ground again. The bully started crying. The mystery savior picked up Dan's bully and shoved him down the hall. Dan tried to get up but found he was too weak to do so and fell back onto the floor. I must look like a mess. He thought glumly.

Suddenly strong pale arms scooped him up and cradled him onto their chest. His savior held him bridal style and carried him out the school building. Dan noticed the boy was wearing a leather jacket. The same exact leather jacket Phil has. Dan peeked up curiously at Phil's face. The punk was back and saving Dan once again. He walked to the courtyard behind the school and gently placed Dan on a stone bench.

"T-Thanks Phil." Dan looked up at the handsome boy in admiration.

Phil smiled. "No problem."

Phil felt uncomfortable. He wasn't sure what to do with himself. His crush was sitting right in front of him, chocolate brown eyes peering up at him timidly through long lashes. A single curl was out of place. Phil's OCD got the better of him. He reached out and gently tucked the stray curl behind Dan's ear. Dan's smooth cheeks dusted a light pink, making Phil fall harder for Dan. Phil ran his index finger down Dan's cheekbone, making Dan nearly pass out at the contact. Phil wanted to kiss Dan so badly, but he knew better. Instead, he settled for a smile.

Phil withdrew his hand and booped Dan's nose. Dan giggled and so did Phil.

"Thanks for helping me Phil." Dan said quietly.

"I don't like to see people get hurt." Phil replied looking at the adorable pastel boy in front of him. "Especially you."

This made Dan's cheeks flame a deep red. Phil smiled even more at the effect he had on Dan. "See you later, Danny."

Phil walked off, leaving Dan a flustered and blushing mess.

~*~

Dan was sitting at his desk doing his math homework. He absolutely hates math. It has to be the worst subject there is, well, besides sex Ed. That's always fun. Dan laughed humorlessly at his own joke. His phone buzzed beside him making Dan jump pause his work, which he did gladly.

From: Unknown
Hey cutie ;)

Who is this?! Dan thought.

From: Dan
Hey, not trying to be rude but do I know you?

From: Unknown
Yes.

Dan sighed and bit his lip in frustration. This wasn't going to be easy.

From: Dan
What's your name?

From: Unknown
I'm your secret admirer.

From: Dan
That's not a name.

From: Unknown
Whoa there didn't realize you were so sassy XD.
And it's close enough for right now.

From: Dan
Can't you just give me a hint?! Pleaseeeee

From: Unknown
Hmmmm. No

From: Dan
:0
Why not?

From: Unknown
Oh babe, don't you understand the word 'secret'?

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