Save Me ; Phan ~ completed

chapter 41

||Phil's POV||

Ever since last night, I've been a bit worried about him. Well, worried if I ruined something. I don't think I did, I'm just being paranoid. I just.. would hate to screw something up. Dan was acting a little weird this morning, but wouldn't tell me what's up.. it's nothing.. Right?

"Hey. You okay?" Dan mumbles, leaning over and hugging me.

"Mhm, yeah. Just, getting caught up in my head" I nod, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pulling him closer.

"About..?" He wonders, trailing off and expecting an answer.

"You." I reply shortly.

"What about me?"

"Lots of stuff."

Well, what? How much you love me?" He teases, emphasizing on the word love. "How I'm perfect in all ways possible?"

"Don't flatter yourself too much Angel." I giggle, kissing him softly.

"You're the one that told me I'm perfect, unless that was a lie.." He trails off, looking the other direction and trying to act upset.

"You are so dramatic." I sigh, kissing his cheek. "But I love you."

"Love you too." He looks down, blushing hard. Suddenly, a rock hits the tree, right next to the side of Dan's head. We both jump and look down, and I notice it immediately. Sam and two of his friends stand there, looking up at us.

"Hey Danielle, I thought I'd find you here." Sam shouts, laughing.

"Why are you even here?!" He shouts back, looking down.

"Thought I'd pay a visit to everyone's favorite freak show."He teases, crossing his arms and looking up at us. 

"Get the hell away from me Sam!" Dan shouts, looking down at him in disgust. 

"Oh come on Dani.. I'm only here to say hello." He says in a mocking tone, smiling wickedly. 

"Well, mission accomplished. Now, get away." Dan huffs, leaning back and crossing his arms angrily. 

"No need to be so pissy, I'm just checking in on you." 

"Well I was doing fine until you got here." He snaps, rolling his eyes and leaning back against the tree trunk. 

"So you're back with Philly, aye?" He says, ignoring Dan's last statement completely. 

"My love life doesn't concern you Sam."

"It's just a question Princess." He scoffs, brushing his hair back, saying it as if they're friends. 

"Don't fucking call me that." 

"Sorry, would you rather me call you Baby, or Sweetheart?"

"Would you just quit it?" He says, fed up with his constant back and forth. 

"Fine. What do you suggest we talk about then Danielle?" He sighs, tapping his foot as he looks up at the two of us. 

"Preferably nothing." He huffs, leaning back against the tree and looking at me with desperate eyes. I shrug, frowning at him, not knowing what to do. I can't just interject, right?

"Well, we're here, so.. Hm.. How about.. Your dad?" He pauses, noticing Dan struggling to keep his mouth shut. He grips my hand tightly, closing his eyes in frustration. "Or maybe how you told Louise and Zoe that you'd leave your 'boyfriend' after he finally fucked you? And he did didn't he?" He stops, biting his lip in thought. I look over to see Dan blushing hard and sinking to where he's less visible by the group below us. "You got what you wanted didn't you?" He chuckles at our flustered expressions, meeting my eyes for a second. 

When Dan finally opens his eyes, he looks over at me with a beet red face, eyes pleading for me not to believe a word he's saying. Not that I would, I know Dan's not like that.. But it makes you think..

"You don't really give a shit about him do you? But he does. You don't deserve him. But its so obvious he cares more then you ever will. You're a real piece of shit.. Well you got what you wanted.. He fucked you. Time to leave him though, right Howell?" He says, pushing him over the edge. I can tell by his grip on my hand and the angry tears building in his eyes he's damn near going down there and punching his lights out. 

"Just- Fuck Off!" He shouts finally, raking a hand through his hair frustratedly. The group walks off, although I know they aren't far. He lefts out a relieved sob, sighing. "Fucking assholes." He mumbles, standing up and grabbing a tree branch for balance.

I see it far before he does, and when I do I have mere seconds to stop it. Sam's little group stands closer to us, rocks in their hands, aiming right at Dan. 

"Dan!" I shout, reaching out in an attempt to grab his arm. He sees it too, just a little too late. He stumbles back, losing his balance and falling down to the ground with a thud. 

"AGH! Fuck!" He shouts, hitting the ground hard. 

"Dan!" I shout, rushing down the tree and rushing to his side. "You okay babe?" I mumble, knowing I'll get sassed because he's clearly not okay. I frown, noticing him grab his arm and wince in pain. 

"Obviously not Phil." He hisses, biting his lip hard as he grips his arm. 

"What is wrong with you people?" I sigh, looking to the three giggling a few feet away. 

"He'll be fine." Sam sighs, looking down at him. 

"We didn't actually hit him." A blonde, one of Sam's friends scoffs. 

"You could get in trouble for this." I shake my head, mad at them. 

"Hah, You realize if you call the police his dad'll find out. I'll get off the hook and your little angel over there will probably get raped and beaten by daddy." He chuckles, walking over towards Dan. 

"I'd leave now if I were you." I stand up, facing Sam. 

"Like you'd hit me." He scoffs, rolling his eyes. Before he can even bother to do anything else I've punched him in the nose, hard. He stumbles back and yelps in pain. "Fuck!" He shouts, grabbing his nose. "You're going to regret doing that Lester." He looks up at me with angry eyes, dropping his hand to reveal his bloody, crooked nose. The group walks off and once they get far enough away I kneel back next to Dan. 

"Before you ask, I'm okay." He says quickly, making me chuckle. "I just need to catch my breath." He says, chest heaving. I can tell that's not the only problem, based on the way he's gripping his wrist, and the bloody elbows. I decide not to push it, knowing he's not one to open up when something's wrong. 

"Sorry about them love." I mumble, frowning. My mind goes back to what Sam said earlier. Surely, Dan doesn't want me just for sex. He's not like that.. He loves me.. Right?

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