Muse || Phan

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"Stop moving," Phil whined.
"I need to move to see the board if I wanna write," Dan responded. He was getting annoyed, not so much at the constant attention but more because Phil was failing most of his classes. And all he did was draw, draw Dan to be more specific, and that pissed him off. "Do the fucking class work, Phil"
Phil looked taken aback. Then his expression darkened. He looked angry, something Dan hadn't seen before. Finally he smirked. "I'll do whatever I want, Dan. I always do."
Then he went back to drawing. The rest of the class was spent in silence.

***

"Want some?" It was recess and Phil was holding a half eaten hot dog towards Dan.
"Um yeah sure," Dan reached out to take the hot dog as Phil pulled it back towards himself.
"Open up, cutie"
Dan was still shaken from Phil's expression in class but he couldn't help smile at this.
"We're in school"
"So?"
"So, nothing," Dan laughed before taking a bite from Phil's hand.
He decided he liked Phil's nonchalant behaviour, even if it wasn't always in his best interest.

***

3.00 PM

Muse- you weren't at school today, so I was wondering if u were alright.
Muse- i have your homework and things.

4.00 PM

Missed 3 calls from Muse.

9.00 PM

Muse- okay i am legitimately worried now. pls call or text back or something

11.00 PM

Phil- can i come over?
Muse- of course 

***

"Mom, Phil is coming over"
"It's almost midnight."
"I think something's up. Can he stay over if he needs to?"
Like any other mother, Mrs. Howell assumed any boy who needed a sleepover on a school night was trouble.
"Be careful okay?"
"Thanks. mom"

About 20 minutes later, the bell rang. Phil looked like he hadn't gotten any sleep, dark circles around his eyes standing out against the paleness of his skin. His usually arrogant smirk was replaced by a tired smile.
"Thanks for having me"
"Phil, what happened?"
"I'll get to it. Can you bring me some water?"
"Sure. Head up to my room."
"Thanks"