Evermore- Phan

Chapter 15

Phil's P.O.V:

Gerard was going to be safe! I could have flown around the room. I looked over at Mikey and Dan who both looked like they were about to leap up and start dancing. Donna ran pulled Mikey into a hug and Dan and I hugged too. "We'd better go." Dan whispered in my ear. "Good idea." I whispered back and we split apart. "Thanks guys. Seriously." Mikey said, walking over to us.

"No problem." Dan replied. "We'll leave you in peace." I said. "Okay. Thanks again guys." Mikey said and we left. "Want me to drop you home?" Dan asked as we drove away from the hospital. "Danny, you know I can't go home!" I replied. "Oh yeah. But unless you want to wear punk clothes, we'd better get you some clothes anyway." Dan said, turning a corner.

"Okay, you're right." I said, directing him to my house. We pulled up in front of my red brick house. "Dan, can you come in with me? Mum left for work yesterday and Dad's car is in the driveway..." I said, grabbing his hand. "Of course Philly." He replied, kissing my cheek.

"Thank you." I said as we got out. "It's okay." Dan said, putting an arm around my shaking shoulders. I bet that would look so weird to any passers-by... two boys, one in a skirt and pastel blue hair being comforted by a punk with eyeliner on... if the situation wasn't so scary, it would have been funny.

Dan's P.O.V:

Phil and I walked up the driveway and he was shaking violently. "Phil, look at me. If your dad can't accept that you're not straight, that's not your fault. You can't control who you love and that's that. I love you." I said, kissing his cheek again. "I love you too Dan." he replied. We walked up to the door and Phil twisted the handle. We crept inside, Phil praying to every inch of Brendon's forehead that his dad wouldn't find us.

We managed to get past the kitchen and then Phil froze. "What?" I mouthed. "Dad. He's in there." Phil mouthed back, pointing into the living room. "How do you know?" I asked silently. "Look." was the reply. I poked my head around the corner to see Phil's dad, lying on the sofa, asleep and TV remote in hand.

Phil led the way to his room, creeping past the living room. We dove into Phil's room and he immediately grabbed a bag and started filling it with clothes. He didn't own much at all. Just a few items of clothing, his flower crowns, a picture of him, his mum and two other family members I assumed to be his grandmother and his brother. "Phil, where's all your stuff?" I asked, looking at the bare walls and floor.

"Dad doesn't spend any money on me and the only stuff I have is from Mum. She doesn't earn much so I don't ask for anything besides the necessities." he replied. "Phil." I said, pulling him into a hug. He smiled against my shoulder and turned back to his bag. "Nearly done. Just pass me the photo and that unicorn plushie please?" he said. I handed him the requested items and Phil looked at his empty room.

"Goodbye hellhole!" he whispered. I smirked and we crept back into the kitchen. "PHILLIP MICHAEL LESTER!!!!" a voice hollered. "Did you close the front door?" I asked. (Insert Sins joke here) Phil face-palmed. "Goddamn it. Dad knows." Phil said. His dad walked into view. "What the hell are you doing back here?" he asked. And then he noticed me. "Who the f**k are you?" he said rudely. "He's my boyfriend and to answer your question, I'm getting my stuff and leaving this mess you call a house." Phil said, a lot more confidently than he appeared. "Oh no you're not." he said and punched Phil square in the jaw.

Like I had when I dealt with Frank, I saw red and I couldn't control myself. I punched Phil's dad in the stomach. "Phil, run!" I said as his dad dropped to the ground and we sprinted out of the house, Phil's dad stumbling behind us. Thankfully, we could run faster and dove for my car. I slammed the car into drive and sped away, Phil gasping for air. "You okay?" I said as we got away. "Fine. Thank you." Phil said. It was only then that I saw the blood dripping from his mouth. "You're bleeding." I said. "Yeah... I can taste it. I think Dad knocked a tooth out." he replied. "Well you're safe now. You can get cleaned up at my place." I replied, turning into my blue neighbourhood.

Okay I'm sorry it's so bad guys. I just wanted to get something up for you guys because with me being sick basically all of the last couple of weeks, having a major fall-out with one of my closest friends and having my best fren as my boyfriend, I've been really busy. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and I'll try and update again more often, promise. Hope you're all having a great day/night/whatever, stay safe, stay alive and I'll see you soon. BAIIII!