Back to Us ( pastelxpunk d+p )

F O U R T E E N

I'm a mess right now,
Inside out.

•Dan•

Slowly but surely I could notice a change in the four of us. Phil seemed and billion times happier. His smile might just be my favourite thing ever to be honest. Lou has been more open which I didn't know was possible. She tells us her insecurities and shows us her sad side. PJ broke up with Chris over the phone because he couldn't face him. PJ has been much happier too.

But we weren't the only ones changing. Chris is like a different person. He joined the football and basketball team, which is something he would never do. He's going to party's and staying out until four in the morning. He got suspended for smoking on school grounds and yelled at the teacher who asked him to throw it in the garbage. The teacher began to cry.

I don't think his new friend Bryce is helping much. Who in their right minds would really want to be friends with a douche bag like Bryce? Anytime we ask PJ if he knows what's gotten into Chris he shuts us down. He knows something but I would never try to pry it out of him.

Phil lay in bed next to me scrolling through his phone. He looked to perfect. How does one person look so perfect? I reached over and poked his cheek. " What was that for?", he laughed, setting his phone down beside him.
" Oh I was just making sure you were real. "
" Why wouldn't I be real?", he questioned, raising an eyebrow. " Because you are so perfect".

He smiled and shifted his body towards me more. Phil cupped my face in his hands and kissed me softly. When he pulled back I smiled and bit my lip. " See, I told you, perfection".

•••

" Do you wanna stay the night? My parents are at a hockey tournament with my brother and even if they were here they wouldn't care", I asked as I watched him pull two waffles from the toaster. " I'd love to", he poured two glasses of apple juice and came to sit next to me.

•••

The Walking dead played in the background as Phil and I kissed. The muffled voices of the characters didn't mean anything to me at this moment. I snaked my arms around his neck and his arms went around my waist.

Ding Dong

Phil sighed letting go of me. I got up and went to get the door. It's like two in the morning, who is ringing my doorbell at this time?

I shouldn't have been so surprised to see a clearly drunk Chris and friends standing at my doorstep. " Hello Danny! How are you on this fine night?", Chris said in the most fake Irish accent I've ever heard. " Not now Chris" I said attempting to close the door in his face but he stopped it with his foot. " Tsk tsk tsk ", he said waving his finger.

" Dan? Who is it? ", I heard Phil call from the other room. Chris smirked, " Gasp. What that Philly I hear?". He tried to push past me to get in. I did the only thing I could think of. I kicked him as hard as I could in the balls.

Well? What else could I have done? He is much stronger than me and I wouldn't be able to push him back. So I kicked him in the balls.

He fell to the ground, holding his crotch in his hands. His idiot friends were too busy worrying about him to notice I had closed and locked the door. I ran back into the living room. " Phil how about we go up to my room and watch this upstairs instead?", I said tapping my foot. I don't want to tell him what happened. " Sure. Who was at the door?", He asked standing up and following me to my room. I hesitated, "Just a couple of kids playing ding dong ditch. No biggy".

•••

We lay on my bed as close to each other as possible, our arms around each other. I look down at myself and realize I'm still in my clothes from school that day. I untangle myself from Phil's arms and go to my closet to find clothes to change into. Now, you see, there in front of me were two main options. Sweats, or shorts. Both comfy, but the shorts were bright pink striped and were short. I grab my clothes and go to the bathroom to change.

As I re-enter my room I feel Phil's eyes dart up and down my body, quickly noticing my short-shorts and tight shirt.

" Fuck you, Daniel Howell", Phil said sinking into the bed with a huge grin on his face.

" You wish, Philip Lester".

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Hey-o! Sorry I haven't uploaded in for-fucking-ever. I have no real excuse others than I wasn't really motivated. I hadn't been on here for almost two months and I decided to go and check what's been going on. I came back with over one hundred notifications and 7k views and I just wanted to thank you all so so much!

Reading your comments makes me so unbelievably happy so thanks for that! I saw a lot of people telling me to update so I kinda just thought ' well shit I gotta now '. Does anyone even read these or care? Hmmm I wonder...

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