True Love Knows No Boundaries

What Do We Do Now?

~Dan's POV~

*A Month Later*

This last month taught me more about Phil and how much I love him. From late night Skype calls to sneaking out of the house at three in the morning to go to the park and look at the stars. I'll admit it, every moment I'm with this boy I find myself falling more and more in love with him. 

It was a normal Saturday, my dad was drinking his mind away and I was upstairs texting Phil, Louis, Chris, and Pj over our Snapchat group chat when things took a turn for the worst. "DANIEL!" I quickly hid my phone and all valuable possessions under my bed and prepared for the worst. Smashing through my door was my drunk father. His eyes filled with anger and hate, he swiftly grabbed my shirt and chucked me into my mirror smashing it under my skin. "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT YOU ASS!" I didn't argue, I knew he blamed me for my mom's death.  He started hitting me, after every punch my vision started to go slightly blurrier. "YOU AND THAT FAGGOT BOYFRIEND OF YOURS ARE THE REASON SHE'S DEAD!" 

Phil. 

Without thinking my fist collided with his face, "LEAVE PHIL OUT OF THIS YOU DRUNK BASTARD!" I screamed as he swung his fist and hit my gut. He kept hitting me until finally, I passed out. 

*Hours Later*

Slowly, I pulled myself awake. Tears started to fall down my face, tears mixed with anger and sadness. I needed to get out of here. I pulled my suitcase out from under my bed and shoved all my clothes and all my possessions into it, granted I didn't have many. I literally emptied my room. I took everything of mine, even my mother's ashes, pictures of her and I etc... I knew my dad was probably too drunk out of his mind and most likely fast asleep. I shoved open my window and threw my suitcase into the bushes. As I crawled out I took one last look at my room and sighed. I had no time to waste. I jumped out of my window and landed in the bushes next to my suitcase, grabbing it I decided to head to the only place I know i'm always welcome. 

*At Phil's*

I didn't know what was going to happen. Was he going to let me stay? Would he kick me out? I felt my anxiety boiling over as I knocked on the salmon-colored door. Phil's mom, Catherine, opened the door with a huge ass smile on her face. "Daniel, hello dear what can I do for you? Want to come in? I've got the kettle boiling" I smiled and nodded, how I missed this woman and her random niceness. After handing me tea and sitting me on the couch she smiled, "Sorry, Phil's not home at the moment Louise popped in earlier and took him into town for a coffee and I'm not sure exactly when they'll be back." Her voice was calming but she soon realized something, "DANIEL!?" I looked at her in confusion, "Why are you all bruised and cut up!? Come let's get you looked after." I nodded as she led me to the bathroom and took out bandages to cover me in. After she had wrapped me up she sat me back down and took my hand, "Daniel..." my eyes slowly met her's, "Where did these come from dear?" 

I sighed trying my best not to break into tears, "M-my dad..." Phil and his mom were the only ones who knew about my mom's death, the only ones I could really trust. "H-he thinks it's my fault..." Hot tears started streaming down my cheeks, "Every day, every day he beats me, blames me and then... He brought Phil into it and I couldn't take it. So I-I fought back and I still lost." I wiped my tears away with my sleeve. "I have n-nowhere else to go and I h-hoped I would be welcomed here..." 

My eyes slowly met hers as she smiled and pulled me into a comforting hug and planted a kiss on my forehead. "You've always been welcomed here, sweetheart." I smiled. 

*Twenty Minutes Later*

Mrs. Lester had brought me up to the guest room and placed my bag on the bed, "You can stay as long as you need Daniel okay?" I nodded and ran into her arms.

"T-thank y-you" I cried as she smiled and hugged me back.