"Ow." "Sorry." Connor said, pulling the paper towel away from Phil's eye. "It's okay. Just let me get my jumper off. I wanna try and get this bloodstain off." Phil replied. Connor stepped back as Phil pulled the pastel blue jumper down, trying not to let his white button up slide up too. "You should have worn the pink one." Connor laughed as Phil rubbed his knuckles over the stain. "It's in my locker. Along with a spare flower crown." Phil said.
"You really are prepared!" Connor said. "Yeah. After being bullied for a few years, you learn some tricks." Phil replied, taking Connor's water bottle from the side of his bag. "I'm stealing some water." Phil said, squirting water into his mouth and swallowing it with the pills from Louise.
"You would have done it even if I'd objected wouldn't you?" Connor asked. "Yup."Phil laughed. Then, the boys stopped laughing as someone walked into the bathroom. A tall, red and brown haired someone with a face full of metal. "Eep." Connor squeaked, as Dan walked over. "You're the pastel boy I met on Skype aren't you?" Dan asked.
"Uh, yeah." Phil said. "Well, Pastel Prince, let me know if those guys give you trouble again. I'll make them wish they were never born." Dan said, punching him playfully on the arm and turning to the mirror to fix his septum piercing. "Th...thanks." Phil stuttered.
"No problem. Hey, talk to you tonight?" Dan asked. "Sure." Phil smiled. Dan ruffled Phil's hair and left the bathroom. "That's Dan Howell." Connor said shakily as Phil, still grinning like an idiot, fixed his hair. "Yeah? And?" he said.
"That's the toughest guy in school. Everyone's afraid of him!" Connor said. "He didn't seem that bad to me." Phil said distractedly. "Phil, do you have a crush on Dan Howell?" Connor asked incredulously. "Maybe..." Phil replied as the bell sounded for break. They walked out of the bathroom and Connor followed Phil to the locker room.
Phil went straight to his locker, number 301 and twisted the lock so the numbers read 116. Opening it, he shoved his blue jumper into the locker and took his pink one out, along with his blue flower crown. "Okay. I've already got everything for French. You got everything for your class?" Phil asked. "What's my locker combo again?" Connor asked sheepishly. "Connor!" Phil laughed walking over to the younger boy.
"What? I forget things!" "I know you do. It's your birthday special. 129." Phil said, as Connor tried to open his locker. "You also have to hit the corner remember?" Phil said, slamming his fist into the upper right hand corner. "Ow..." Phil said, massaging his hand as Connor retrieved his books from his locker. "Thank you." Connor said as the walked to their regular lunch spot.
Thanks for all the reads guys! I didn't think people would like this because all the others are Pastel Dan and Punk Phil but you guys have been so supportive. Thank you so much!
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Evermore- Phan
FanfictionSixteen year old Phil loves pastels. Sixteen year old Dan is a punk. Phil loves pinks and blues while Dan loves blacks and greys. When they fall in love on Skype, will they learn to accept each other?