The Delinquent // Phan AU

Chapter 8: Mistake

<{*Phil Lester*}>

Out of breath, Phil placed his hands on his knees as he tried to regain his strength. After Dan ran off, Phil went after him, taking a shortcut via a door by the side of the stage. He was on the roof now, standing straight once he caught his breath. Dan was sat on a raised area of the canteen roof, swinging his bat around sluggishly.

Phil made his way towards him warily, praying to every God he could that he wouldn't get hit by the delinquent's bat - or pushed off the roof.

"You know there's no point in creeping on me...I can hear you," Dan's spiteful voice made Phil jump out of his skin, stopping him dead in his tracks, "I'm not deaf..."

Dan span his head around to see Phil, smirking evilly at his petrified expression. It was as if Phil's feet were glued to the floor - he couldn't move. No matter how much his mind told him to move, his body didn't co-operate.

"There's no way I'm doing that with you." Dan proclaimed, leaping from the raised area and stepping in front of Phil, "Not a chance."

The shock wore off, replaced with disappointment, "Why not? It'll be fun!" Phil protested.

"I don't do fun.." Dan added simply with a cold tone.

"Well...I want to get to know you-" Phil said, but was interjected.

"Why?" Dan looked as if Phil just told him he murdered someone - a mixture of confusion, annoyance and disgust.

"Because, you seem...interesting." Phil forced a sad smile.

"You've had four years, why the fuck would you want to get to know me now - you pillock." Dan semi-turned, bat still in hand, his eye still on Phil, "And anyways, I'm not very interesting, trust me.."

Phil sighed, annoyed and kind of hurt, "Why are you like this, Dan?"

'You're going to regret asking that...'

"None of your business, now fuck off..." Dan growled, turning his back to Phil.

"Dan please-" Phil got interrupted once again, but this time by a strong force popping up right in front of him.

Dan ran back up to Phil, gripping his shirt angrily and holding the bat above his head. Pure fear flushed Phil of his strength to help himself as he waited for the moment that bat hit his head.

"Listen, Phil, you asked a question - you got an answer!" Dan retorted, "Do you want me to throw you off the roof or are you going to leave me the FUCK alone?"

With that, he pushed Phil backwards, sending him to the ground with a thud. Again, Dan turned and walked back to his spot.

'FINE THEN!'

<{*Dan Howell*}>

Dan went and leant against one of the metal chimney things that sat on the school roof, observing Phil closely in the corner of his eye.

He was getting up, aggravation wiped all over his face. At first he looked as if he was actually going to leave - but that wasn't like Phil. He's not one to give up, especially when it comes to these situations; obtaining a new friend. Adding to Dan's confusion, phil went over to the ledge where he had slipped the day before.

'Remember what I said last time you knobhead; you fall again, I'm not helping you up...'

Phil looked over his shoulder at Dan, giving a little wave.

'What is he...'

Phil walked off the edge.

'THE FUCK?!'