Dan is one of the badest boys in the Manchester local high school whereas Phil is one of the more quite boys, however, Dan has secret...he likes Phil.
Dan would never usually go out of his way to help someone but when he finds Phil beaten half to de...
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My emotions were all mixing together, all fighting to overpower the other and take full control as I turned back towards Dan. His eyes were red and puffy from his tears, his breath slowly regulating again as I made my way back to his side. "Dan h-how did he-" Before I could even finish my sentence Dan's phone rang. He and I both looked at the screen, it was his 'dad'...
"Press y-yes" Dan stuttered,
I shot him a concerned look, "Are you sure Dan I don't want to do-" Dan's finger quickly touched my lips to shush me as he slowly nodded. My heart was racing as I slide the green call button across the screen and placed it on speaker phone, holding it between my face and Dan's. "Hello?" I questioned.
"Bloody hell Daniel, now you have that faggot answering your calls!? Pathetic!" His voice boomed through the speakers as Dan's expression turned sour and dripping with anxiety.
"What do you want? Why do you keep sending me these texts!" Dan shouted, his voice breaking as he was holding back tears.
The sound of laughter made it's way through the speakers as Dan and I looked at one another. "I only text you a) when it matters b) when it's true and c) to confuse you enough so when it happens I'll get the last laugh." Before Dan could even open his mouth his dad spoke again, "And maybe for further reference Danny boy... Don't leave your fuck toy in the streets alone again... It may not end very well for you." He laughed and with that, the call was over.
Dan sighed as tears left his eyes, "Y-Your thighs t-too?" I couldn't form a sentence, Dan just looked at me, eyes full of fear and sadness. "Phil I-" I didn't even let him finish. Without hesitation I ran to his bathroom and locked the door behind me, sitting in front of it so he couldn't try to break the door down. "Phil wait I didn't- I shouldn't have said anything!" He started knocking on the door slightly, his voice dripping with fear, "Phil please if you need to stay in here for a little bit fine but... But promise me one thing, yeah?"
I was skeptical but I knew I could trust him. "W-what?" I questioned.
I heard his head slightly hit the door, "Just... Promise me you won't, you know, do anything rash in there... Please...?" All I could think about was Dan. The sadness he must feel, the anxiety he must have because of all this, the fear he must have now and the anger that must be boiling inside of him because of that phone call.
I sighed and laid down on the cold tile floor, "I promise" I stated and with that, I was asleep.
~In the Morning~
I awoke suddenly to the smell of bacon and waffles. Wait, what day is it? Oh, right, Saturday... Now, I should be happy that I have no school and all but, Dan's downstairs, how can I face him after last night and yesterday? Good God, what have I gotten the both of us into...? Slowly I pushed myself up off the freezing floor tiles, unlocked the door and made my way down the stairs towards the amazing smell. Sneakingly, I peaked my head around the corner of the stairwell to see Dan frying up the bacon with MCR's "I'm Not Okay" playing in the background. He seemed happier this morning, however, when he turned around his face told a totally different story. His eyes were red and puffy with big black circles under neither them, had he not slept last night? His face was red and stained with old tears and some new ones rolling down his beat red cheeks. His hair was messy and curly, as well as, his eyeliner was slightly smeared on his eyelids. "D-Dan...?" I muttered as I stepped down the stairs and into view.
He quickly took the sleeve of his black jumper and wiped his eyes and sniffed, "Oh, hey. Sorry I was just about to call you for breakfast... Your mom had to go to work to fill in for someone so... I decided to... You know..." I could tell he was trying to pretend everything was okay and that he hadn't just been destroyed, like everything that happened last night was just a bad dream. Somehow I knew he didn't need me to reply as if he was already imagining what I was going to say. I smiled slightly and nodded as I sat down and started to fill my plate, Dan following suit. As we ate, I felt the silence eating me inside and out. We hadn't been this quiet around each other since before we were dating, even after his mothers funeral. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to meet his, however, his eyes didn't meet mine. Probably, guilt, pain, sadness, anxiety, and confusion mixed inside of him, if you ask me. My eyes didn't move, I practically sat there staring at him. Heartbreaking as I watched him starting to break right in front of my eye. His bloodshot eyes starting to flow with the rivers of tears once again, his breath breaking as he quickly shot up his hands to wipe away the tears and cover his mouth so I didn't notice. I couldn't just sit and watch him like this if it were me he'd be right at my side in the blink of an eye. Swiftly, I got to my feet and made my way to Dan's side. Wasting no time wrapping my arms around him and placing my chin on top of his oval head. Dan's eyes slowly looked up, as he looked at me I knew we would move past this all.
