* Lost Boys ~ Dan/Howell • Phil/Lester *

Right?

Dan sauntered back into the room where Phil and Pj were sat. But something about the room seemed different. There was an added vibe to the room. Dan solve the mystery in his mind by looking in the corner to see that Chris had taken a seat by Pj, who was now sat on Phil's right. Dan looked at the back of all their heads. Phil's raven locks patiently waited for Dan's fingers to run through them( in a platonic way of course), Pj's dark mahogany curls rolling atop his head, and Chris's straight Carmel hair ruffled. He took his attention to the seat by Phil. Sauntering over and plopping his butt in the chair by his friend he flashed a friendly grin at Chris, who had his knees hugged to his chest. Dan made the first step to converse with the frail boy.
"Hi"
"H-hello"
Dan attempted to make eye contact with the boy, with no prevail. They all sat in comfortable silence. Pj broke the ice
"Phil needs his daily treatment. We'll be back soon."
Leaving Dan and Chris together.
Dan made a second attempt
"Hey"
"H-h-i"
"So how'd you end up here?"
Chris simply looked up at Dan then relaxed. His knees fell from his arms and he sat up straight. He assumed a whole new visage.
"I am Christopher. Pleased to meet you. I am here because I have schizophrenia and depersonalization disorder. My parents would not believe me. They tried to throw me in a horrible place for being.  ' insane' I wasn't sure what that meant at the time, but I was just simply frightened. So I ran away and ended up here. People understand me here- well they don't understand but they are accepting"
"I see"
"What about you?"
"Just..abuse.. I don't know I just kinda ran away"
"And what about your companion?"
"Not really sure"
Dan didn't want to disclose anything, and disrespect his friends privacy.
The two sat in silence for a moment
"So...how did you and Pj meet?"
"Oh he is the one who found me. He really helped me. The others were nice but Ive always just really liked him. He's good to me"
"Well that's good"
"How'd you and Phil meet?"
"We just... kinda ran into each other ya know"
"Was it by any chance on a railroad?"
Dan was taken aback
"Umm-yes why"
"N-no reason"
Chris retreated to his frail posture and unhealthy visage like a infomercial transformation in reverse. Dan was confused but decided it was best to just not question anything and go find something to do. He had been secretly quite bored. He went to find something to cure his sever boredom when he ran into a form.
"Gah-"
"-Agh!"
He realized he had run into Jacob. Jacob? he had overheard the boy earlier explaining that he was going on a trip with his companion. Jacobs eyes were red and puffy and his lips were like swollen, blooming tulips.
Dan decided that it would be easier to not question.
He continued his path away from Chris only to run into another boy.
"Dan"
"Yes pj?"
"Have you seen Jacob"
"Yes have you seen Phil?"
"Yea he's in the other room" the words quickly spilled out and he began again"which way was Jacob headed?"
"That way" Dan gestured in the general direction.
"Was he by any chance carrying a rucksack?"
"Yes why?"
"Not good" Pj sped off in the direction Dan had pointed.
Dan decided for the second time that it would be best not to question.
He walked the way Pj had told him to get to Phil. He went through the "medic wing" to what he found out was the "recovery wing"
Phil was lying there peacefully in a bed in front of a gloomy but well lit window. His black fringe feathering over his eyes. He looked so serene and beautiful relaxed. Dan sauntered over and sat in the chair by the bed.
"Morning sleepyhead"
"Hmshumphdir" Phil mumbled
"Interesting thought" Dan replied in a sarcastic giggly tone
The two sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes
Dan spoke up
"Hey, Phil"
"Ya"
"Do you like it here"
"Yes"he slurred
"Good"
"Why do you ask?"
"Just making sure"
"Okay"
"So... are you happy?"
"I think so...why?"
"I'm just checking in on you. It's important"
"Why?"
"Because you are important"
"Am I?"
"Yes."
"To whom?" Phil asked with a smirk
"Me...the other boys...you know"
"Why am I important" he inquired with that oh so entrancing smug mug
"I-I don't know...you were kinda the first person I've come into contact since... all that... you kinda saved me. I mean if we hadn't met I would still be on those awful train tracks"
"Well I'm glad I found you"
"Really?"
"Yes"
"Well in that case I guess you should know that I care about you"
"Is that so?"
"Yes"
"Well I care about you too Mr.Howell."
Phil said it playfully but meant it deeply.
The two grinned like idiots-no-smitten fools at each-other. But smitten in a straight way of course. *cough*They were completely dumbfounded in the presence of the other. (Completely platonically)

Just best friends ...

Right?