Bruises

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    Phil's POV
      It turns out that my punishment is just no tv, which will be easy considering that I have a phone. I wonder what's happening to Dan. "Hey mum!" I shout from my room. "Yes Philly?" She replies. "Is it okay if I visit Dan's house for a minute?" I ask curiously. "Of course! Why would you think otherwise?" She says as if the answer was obvious.

Dan's POV
        The doorbell rings, followed by my mothers soothing voice welcoming them in. I soon hear footsteps coming up the stairs. In instinct I hide in my closet, afraid it's my father coming up for round two. "Dan? Are you okay?" A familiar voice calls out. "Oh thank god, Phil." I say in relief.
     He walks into the room and immediately looks at my face, bruised and bloody. "Oh my god what happened?" He says before he covers his mouth with his hands. "My dad happened. I told you he wasn't accepting of my sexuality." I reply. "This is all my fault. If I would have gone to school that day, none of this would have happened to you." A tear falls from his beautiful blue eyes. I hate to see Phil like this, but I guess he hates to see me like this.
Phil's POV
         "I'll break up with you if it helps. Or if he won't let you live here, maybe you could... you know... stay with me." I suggest. "That
would be great. Where would I put all of my things in your house?" He replies. "We'd have to work through the details, but my family loves you. My mom is very accepting, and she loves having you over. What's mine is yours. My house is yours. My heart is yours Daniel James Howell." I say. I don't know what I was thinking... my heart is yours? That basically means I love you. I just said I love you in a way.

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