Maybe it's enough - Phan (Completed)

Crumbling

Hola, wow part 13 already? I'm spoiling you guys.

Only because I'm really enjoying writing this...

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Dan's POV

I sat cleaning up Phil's arm and his cheek for the rest of lesson, the male cleaning his own chest as I didn't really want to touch him there. One, invasion of privacy and I'd done enough of that as it was and two, I was struggling to keep my heart rate normal as it was.

I blame myself completely for all of this, Phil had practically said it was my fault anyway. But honestly, I'd never seen anyone in such a bad state before. His arms were a wreck; a mixture of purple and white lines that littered up to his elbow, each I swear being deeper than the last. And now my name was carved so deep into his arm, you could see tissue. It would be there permanently.

I wish he knew what really happened, but I suppose not even me explaining a million times can undo what he's already done to himself.

I insisted on taking Phil's bag when we walked down the corridor, however it's harder than it seems carrying two rucksacks on one back. So instead I ended up holding mine and having Phil's on my back.

We reached the school gates and Phil asked for his school bag back, however I just kept walking in the direction of my house, Phil for the first couple of minutes pleading to give me his rucksack. However eventually he gave up, sighing as he shuffled his feet along behind me. We reached my house, walking up to my bedroom where I changed in the bathroom before picking up both of Phil's bags; the one he left yesterday and his current.

"Take me to yours." I ordered him quietly and Phil just nodded, walking down the stairs and out the door, in what seemed to be the direction of his house. We got there in under ten minutes, the boy letting me in as I slumped his bags down, both being very heavy.

The next ten minutes consisted of Phil and I arguing, before he finally gave in and allowed me to take him to the hospital. Once there they gave him thirteen stitches and wrapped his arm in bandages. Phil would have to change the dressing everyday.

They didn't ask why Phil had carved my name into his arm, and I'm glad, because by what Phil had told me it was my fault. I had let Alex kiss me. He had seen. But I needed to ask him why.

When we reached his, Phil let me stay. I was glad, otherwise I'd sit at home thinking too much and worrying about the boy instead. His room was perfect; Buffy and Muse posters that neatly covered all his walls, the odd figurine of a Mario star or Pokemon on his shelves and different sized lions littering his bed.

"I know you're hiding the real reason you did it from me." I stated quietly, perching on the edge of Phil's mattress, staring at the ebony haired male as he looked at me blankly. He sighed, sitting down carefully next to me, chewing on his bottom lip and playing with his sleeves.

"Am I that easy to see through?" He asked and I just nodded, only because I felt I knew him enough to do so. I found it funny how I'd only known the boy three days and I felt I knew him like I knew my old friends at my old school, maybe even better. "It'll make things awkward if I say." Phil whispered, resulting in me turning to face him, my legs crossed with my hands in my lap.

"If you think I'm going to judge you or leave you, you have another thing coming Phil. I know we didn't have the best of starts, but I made a stupid and idiotic mistake and you mean more to me than you realise. Why would I have helped you this much if one comment would make me leave you?" I asked him, cupping one cheek with my hand, moving his head so I could see him.

Phil sighed, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

"Are you sure?" He asked me and I sighed a small 'yes', admiring the boy with a slight smile on my face. Phil nodded turning so his whole body was facing me, however his eyes were still closed. "I wished I was the girl. I wished I was the one kissing you instead of her. That's what made me do it. You're not mine anyway but it felt like you'd ripped my heart out my chest and trampled on it. I'm sorry Dan." Phil whimpered, and I couldn't believe what he'd just said.

Phil wanted to kiss /me/?

I grinned, keeping my hand on the males cheek, leaning my head forward. I stared at him with his closed eyes, both our breathing hitched slightly, Phil's with nerves I'd leave him, mine with anticipation. I closed the small space between us, pressing my lips softly to the males, closing my eyes. It didn't take long for Phil to register what I was doing until he was kissing me back, both our lips moving in synchronisation, like puzzle pieces that were meant for each other.

His lips were so soft and plump. Not to mention my god did he taste so good. My other hand found it's way to Phil's waist as his arms wound round my neck, he licking my bottom lip ever so slightly for entrance. I allowed, letting his tongue slip inside my mouth, tangling with my own as we parted slightly to breathe, before attaching again. I moved my hand that was on his cheek down Phil's chest, getting caught up in the moment. I received a small whimper from the ebony haired male, his grip around my neck tightening.

Phil was the first to pull back, needing air as we crashed foreheads, our breathing laboured, chests rising and falling dramatically. "You stole my first kiss." Phil whispered through gasps, playing with the hair at the back of my neck softly. "But I'm not complaining." He giggled, our eyes opening to meet each other's, his sky blue eyes filled with lust.

"You're so hot." I murmured, not really realising what I had said until Phil blushed, giggling and moving close to me, resting his head on my shoulder, hugging me.

"I love you." I whispered.

"I love you." He sighed.

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Awh you're welcome, no need to thank me :3 I felt it was time to break the ice between them. That's some first kiss huh?

Comments and rates are much appreciated :P

Te amo,

Mitzu

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