a.m // phan

thirty one

dan's pov

"closed! how's it closed it's a Saturday!" i watched phil kick a rock making it skid across the pavement leaving behind a small white streak. i didn't saying anything, finding his frustration funny. he turned around to face me putting his back to the cinema's ticket window that had a sign taped to it explaining that it'd be closing temporally for renovation.

"well i guess we're not gonna be able to see a movie." phil sighed, he was smiling though. phil waited for me to say something back but i didn't because anything i could say wouldn't be helpful at the moment. i could see that phil was growing impatient with me and i laughed at him because he was folding his arms and pouting.

i spoke up, slightly annoyed at phil for acting like a five year old. "it doesn't matter," i said pointing to the movie previewing posters, "they all look crap anyways." it was a lie, most of them actually looked like they'd be okay apart from a cheesy zombie romance but phil was smiling again so i let the conversation drop. he looked pretty when he smiled. he had a nice smile.

. . . .

"so what do we do now?" phil asked tapping on the dash of the parked car, or 'please start' as phil insisted.

i looked at the time on the clock radio, it was only a little past twelve p.m. i signed loudly gazing out the window at the other cars passing on the street"i don't know, we could go back home if you want."

"oh." phil said with a look of disappointment.

"i said only if you want."

we sat for a bit thinking and then phil began, "we could go to cloud lake."

"we're already in cloud lake."

"no, like the actual lake that you told me about earlier."

"why would we want to go there?" i grimaced.

"to swim."

"you said it was polluted."

"so is the sky."

"what?"

"light pollution."

"yeah, but you don't swim in the sky."

phil paused for a second to think of something to say and chose, "stars do and they're fine."

i frowned. " the stars are all dead."

"the only thing that's here dead is your sense of fun."

i could tell he was joking but i felt mildly offended and wanted him to apologize. he didn't though, instead he turned on please start and drove to the lake that was polluted like the dead sky and my sense of fun.

nothing about me was dead.

i know that i was the one to bring it up about the stars and stuff but it made me upset that phil could talk so light heartedly about it.

i hated that about death, that no matter what context it's used in it always bothers me. i shrugged it off. it was just joke anyways and it wasn't like he knew.

a/n: oh look another cliff hanger that i'm not gonna address again for a long time because i'm a lousy writer