Dan and Phil Fluff

Panic Attacks (Part II)

oOf hey here's part two

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Dan's P.O.V

I sprint out of the classroom, slightly flustered. I run to the bathroom, glancing around. Making sure that one one is in here with me, I look into the mirror and let out a screech. (big mood wow)

OHMYGOSHTHEPRETTYBOYKISSEDMYCHEEK

I hear the door open and my friend PJ walks in, looking frightened. "Dan, did you just scream?" he asks me, a concerned look taking up his attractive features.

I nod. "Remember the cute boy I was telling you about? In my English class?" I ask him, and he nods. "Well he kinda sorta maybe kissed me on the cheek!" I yell.

PJ blinks. "Dude, chill, you're screaming," he says. I blush. "PJ. My crush kissed me on the cheek. ARE YOU HEARING THIS?!" I smack my hands over my mouth, realizing that I am yelling again.

PJ grins and slaps me on the back. "Nice." I roll my eyes. PJ doesn't even care. Maybe I'll tell Louise. I slip out the door and go off to find Louise seeing as it's lunchtime now.

I find Louise in the crowded lunch room and slide into the bench across from her. "Louise Louise Louise!" She looks at me with a confused expression on her face.

"Hey, Dan," she says. "Louise, you won't guess what happened in English!" I squealed. I explain to her how I was getting a panic attack and then Phil came and helped me, and how he called me pretty and how he kissed my cheek.

Suddenly, Louise's gaze shifted onto something behind me. She leaned in. "Don't look now. It's him!" she whisper-yells. I start to panic, but Louise grabs my hand. "Sh," she whispers soothingly. "You'll be okay."

"Hey!" I hear a cheery voice behind me and a light tap on  shoulder. I whirl around. "H-hi..." I stutter, and mentally slap myself.

Phil looks at me. "Can I sit here?" he asks. I blink. "Yeah, umm.. sure," I reply, and Phil slides into the bench right next to me. Our shoulders are touching.

Louise motions at Phil. "Who's this?" she asks, pretending to not know Phil. I take a deep breath. "This is Phil," I tell her. She winks at him. "Quite the cutie, aren't you?"

Phil blushes. "I..." He trails off. Louise laughs. "I'm just kidding," she says. Then she leans in close to Phil's ear and whispers something I can't hear. (BETCHA WISH YOU KNEW WHAT SHE SAID HA)

Phil's face is a dark red color at this point.

I slap Louise's arm gently, then turn to Phil. "Don't let her scare you," I tell him, and he nods, smiling slightly.

As Louise laughs at something Phil said, I notice that Phil's gotten even closer to me, and now our whole arms are touching. I blush a light pink.

Louise looks at me. Then she looks at Phil. "Guys. You've got literally the whole bench and you're sitting like you've been glued together by the side!" she laughs.

Phil blushes, and as he's about to move away, I grab his wrist softly under the table and shake my head. I look at Louise. "Leave us alone," I say, crinkling my nose at her.

She puts her hands up in an I surrender motion. "Sorry, cuddle with your boyfriend if you want," she says. I open my mouth to reply, but just then, the bell rings, signaling next class.

Phil stands up, and he offers me a hand. I obviously don't need help getting up, but I'm not complaining. I take Phil's hand and he intertwines his fingers with mine as I stand up.

We look into each other's eyes for a while. I look down at our hands, still holding on to each other tightly. Phil shakes his hand out of mine and I frown.

He coughs and turns away, mumbling something about how he's going to be late to history class. I grab his shoulder and turn him around. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." I look at the floor.

He lifts my face by my chin, so I'm looking at him. He brushes a piece of hair out of my face. My heart is pounding like it's trying to leave my body.

"Meet me at the edge of the woods after school, okay?" Phil asks softly. I'm at a loss for words so I just nod frantically. Phil walks off.

I hear a low whistle from behind me. "Wow. Weird couple, you two," Louise says. I spin around to look at her. "We're not a couple, Louise!" I yell.

~Time skip to the end of school~

I descend the school's front steps. I dash to the edge of the woods, where Phil had asked me to meet him.

I find him leaning against a tree with his backpack thrown at the base. I run up to him. "Hey," I say, out of breath.

His eyes light up. "Hey!" He takes my hand. "I want to tell you something, but I need to show you something first," he says, looking into my eyes.

I nod. "Okay." I throw my backpack onto the ground next to his. His hand is still in mine. Phil gently pulls me. "C'mon," he says urgently.

I laugh a little bit. "Eager, are we?" I say teasingly. He blushes. "Shut up."

Phil leads me by the hand through the woods. There's trees (silent in tHE TREES)everywhere around us, and the sun shines through their leaves, coating everything in a yellow-gold glow.

Phil glances at me. "What's up?" I shake my head. "It's so beautiful here," I say, and see him grin. I give him one of my don't-you-dare looks.

"I'm gonna say it- you can't stop me!" I open my mouth to protest, but he kisses my cheek quickly and murmurs, "Not as beautiful as you."

I cover my face with the hand that's not holding Phil's, giggling slightly. "You're such a nerd," I mumble. Phil laughs.

We finally reach a small clearing in the trees. In the center, there's a small blue lake. I see a deer foal peek at us from behind a bush. The sun has turned an orange-red color.

Phil lets go of my hand and runs to the lake's edge, tearing off his shoes and socks, and finally, his shirt. I remain motionless, staring at the sky.

He is walking toward me. My eyes flick down to his chest then back up to the sky. Phil laughs. "Why are you so shy?" he asks me, "All I did was take off my shirt."

"Exactly," I squeak. Phil laughs again, his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth. "Come on, Danny," he purrs. "Don't call me that," I mumble, turning away.

He pokes my neck, and I whirl around. "I have a problem with that! D'you want me to snap your hand off? Stop it!" I yell. Phil keeps stroking my neck. He leans in close to my ear and whispers, "Make me."

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sorry for the cliffhanger lol. this chapter is trash but it's cute?? idk, let me know!
~rose