Adopted and Dying // Adopted By Dan and Phil

✧ Chapter Fourteen ✧

Guess who isn't dead? Well I mean, I forgot my password for a lil bit- bUT OTHER THAN THAT- on with the story

I walk into the cafe down the road from my school, where I planned to meet Dan and Phil. Phil stands as he sees me walk in and rushes over to me, embracing me in a hug.
"So, how was it?"
"It was fun, actually!"
"Oh yeah? Any fun classes? Nice people?" He asks, grinning.
"Yeah.. also I made friends," I announce, as we walk back to the table. "Hey dad."

"Hey Mase! So tell us all about these majestic friends of yours," Dan says, resting his chin on his hands.
"Well Han's a special character.. oh, and Hedy's brilliant! She's so nice, oh my god, but so sassy too, I love it!"
They're both grinning and Dan gives a little nod, signalling me to continue.
I start laughing as I remember something that happened today. "In science, the funniest thing happened- so Mr Brown didn't know what last name to use, he was really confused by it, so he kept calling me Mason Howlter and every time he sa- Oh! Han's over by the window, can I bring her over to say hi?"
"Erm.." Dan looks at Phil questioningly.
"Sure, why not."
"Sweet!"

I make my way over to Hannah, my knee protesting profusely, as I step at an awkward angle to dodge a stroller. I tap her on the shoulder, causing her to jump and whip around in her seat suddenly, which nearly knocks me over.
"What the he- Mason! Hey, what're you doing here t-shirt?"
"Playing football, what else would I be doing here, Han?" I laugh.

Hannah shakes her head slightly and clenches her teeth together. "I-I-I-I'm a smart one, that's for sure.."
We both laugh at her comment slightly and after a few seconds, when we've calmed down, I speak up again. "So Han, wanna meet my dads? They're right over there," I say pointing in their general direction.
"Sure, why not," she shrugs, grinning.

We make our way over to the table and I hear Hannah gasp behind when we stop. "Mason, are you aware that the Dan Howell and the Phil Lester and sitting in front of us?"
"No, I'm not actually, Hannah, but I thought they were my dads though."

Phil and Dan both chuckle at us and Phil extends a hand to Hannah, which she shakes.
"I just touched Phil!!" She whispers.
"Holy crab sticks, I'm very jealous," I whisper back at Hannah.
"Was that a pun, or-?"
I shrug, not understanding what she meant. I'm probably still just out of date with my youtube lingo.

Dan stares at Hannah for a moment, a hint of recognition in his eyes. "Hannah, didn't we meet at VidCon two or three years ago? You seem vaguely familiar.."
I watch as her eyes widen slightly and she jumps, accidentally kneeing my bad leg, causing me to wince. "Dad, can I sit?" "Oh god, yeah yeah yeah, Mase," Phil says, pulling out a chair for me. I mumble a 'thanks' as I sit down.
"You remember me?" Hannah asks Dan.
"Seems like it, kid."
"This's so cool!!

My dad's and Hannah talk for a while about god knows what, whilst I excuse myself to go to the bathrooms to take some painkillers and readjust my wig. When I'm satisfied with how I look again, I walk back over to our table to see the conversation's died down slightly and Han's typing away furiously on her phone. She stands up when I sit down and she apologises for 'having to leave so soon, because her dad's waiting outside' and thanks Dan and Phil for letting her chill with us for a bit. She flashes us a smile, turns and gets to the door, before walking quickly back over to us, blushing madly.

"H-hey, uh, Mason? Do you, do you mind if I grab your number?" She asks, looking me in the eye before looking down at her feet.
I shrug. "Yeah I don't see why not..?" I say questioningly, looking over at Dan mentally asking if I can give it to her and he subtly nods in reply, a hint of a smirk playing behind his grin.
"Sure, Hannah! Yeah, hang on- wait. I haven't memorised my number yet.. here," I say pulling out not one, but- two phones?
"You rich kid," Hannah laughs.
"Phil!"
"Dad!"
"Dan, Mason, what- oh sh*t, I got you two phones.. ok well, uh, which one have you been using today?"

I hold up Phil's old phone that he gave me. "Well then," Phil takes the phone out of my hand and passes it to her.
"Hannah doesn't know my passw-" I start.
"Did you set a password?" Phil asks, raising an eyebrow.
"No," I mumble.
Dan hits my arm playfully. "Silly boy."
"'M sorry-y-y!"

Hannah passes back my phone, waves and leaves (for real this time).
We all finished what we'd ordered earlier, Phil got up and payed and Dan and I packed up our stuff. Just as we were leaving through the doors, I text Hannah to say hey and switch my phone back off. Phil hails a taxi, we get in and as I close my door, Hannah texts back.
'Hey t-shirt' it read.
'Hey big shot' I replied, smiling to myself slightly.
Her reply bubble pops back up as I receive another message - this one's from Dan.
'Get in there ;)'

AYE CHILDREN WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN!?