[ON HOLD] One Last Chance - Phan

Chapter 6

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Phil's POV

I lay there on my bed, sprawled out like a star fish, facing the ceiling. My phone lies next to me, a half typed out message to Dan on it. I planned on writing an apology for what I said at lunch, assuming that's what made him upset, but I couldn't seem to put my feelings into words. My thoughts ended up wandering, resulting in me being unable to do anything except lie there, stuck at the bottom of the black hole of existential crisis. I don't care if Dan had seen the pending dots on his own phone in his texts to me that had been there for the past 10 minutes.

Well, at least, I thought I don't. 

Slowly, I roll over onto my front and pick up his phone, deciding I need to finish the text.

Hey Dan.

I'm really sorry about what I said. If I had known it would upset you, I wouldn't have said it. I was being insensitive and not thinking about how my words could have affected others. I hope you're ok and that you forgive me, I don't want to hurt you and really want to remain being friends.

Phil :)

Sent

There. Done. Now all I have to do was wait for a response.

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I was on my way to school, on my own.

Dan never turned up at my door to walk with me like he usually does, and when I went to Waverly's house to walk with her, her mum answered the door, saying she'd already left. It's not like I was late, I was actually early to her house because I wasn't chatting with Dan. To be honest, the worst part is the fact that Dan left me on read last night.

I get to the school and sit down at our usual waiting bench, still alone as no one else has arrived. Soon, my mind wanders again, leaving me in a daydream, staring at the ground, like I'm in some sort of trance.

That's when I see him.

Dan approaches me, looking guiltily at his shoes. I stand up, still feeling quite angry at him. He keeps walking until he's standing right in front of me. I open my mouth to speak, but before I can do so, Dan moves closer and engulfs me in a hug, wrapping his arms tightly around me.

"I-I'm sorry," Dan mutters when we part, his hands still on my shoulders. "I-I should h-have r-responded to y-your text. I j-just want y-you t-to know that m-my p-past lives a-are a sensitive s-subject to m-me a-and I-I don't r-really like t-talking a-about it." He sighs, letting his hands fall to his sides. All previous rage I had with him suddenly disintegrated into nothing.

"No no no, it's me who should be sorry. I shouldn't have brought up the topic." I gush. A heavy blush comes to my cheeks as I look at the small space of ground in between me and Dan.

"Hey, i-if y-you want t-to g-go that f-far back, PJ w-was t-technically the o-one w-who brought i-it up." Dan laughs. Looking up at him, I see PJ and Louise coming towards us over Dan's shoulder.

"Speak of the devil and he appears!" I point over at PJ, making Dan spin around so he too could see him. "Oh my god, PJ, it's all your fault!" I shout, running up to him and Louise, failing at stifling my laughter. Dan laughs behind me and soon, I can hear his footsteps getting louder, indicating that he's following me.

"What?" PJ laughs as I repeatedly tell him it was his fault but refusing to tell him what he actually did as Louise and Dan stand at the side, just enjoying the view.

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Dan's POV

I walk into my house, a smile on my face. Kai is home before me and seems shocked that I look happy after school.

"Wow, what happened to make you smile?" My brother jokes, walking over to me. "Did someone die?"

I laugh, lightly punching him in the arm.

"Shut u-up, I'm n-not a-a psychopath."

"Well, what is it then? Come on, I'm curious now!" Kai bounds into the living room and sits on the sofa. I follow him after dumping my bag at the door and kicking my shoes off.

"I-It's not m-much, j-just I m-made a f-friend a f-few weeks a-ago-"

"Wait what?!" My brother cuts me off, his gaping mouth wide open. "My brother, Dan Howell, made a friend?!"

"Y-Yes!" I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest.

"Well, who is it? Do I know them?" Kai shuffles closer to me.

"H-His n-name's Phil Lester."

"Phil Lester?! No, you've got to be messing with me. There is no way you made friends with Phil freaking Lester, the most sunshiny and positive kid in school." He splutters.

"I-I did!" I laugh. "H-How do y-you want m-me t-to p-prove it?"

"Invite him round after school tomorrow." Kai responds simply. "I'm being serious." He tells me after seeing the look of disbelief on my face.

"But I- I m-mean- o-ok fine." I eventually cave in.

"Well then?" Kai pipes up again after a few seconds of silence. I look over at him in confusion.

"W-What?"

"Are you going to invite him then?" He asks impatiently.

"I-I w-was going t-to ask h-him at s-school t-tomorrow."

He moans and rolls his eyes.

"Come on, just call him!" Kai reaches over me and grabs my phone, which is already turned on and unlocked for some reason. I open my mouth to protest, but he's already found Phil's number and hit dial, putting it on speaker. He shoves the phone in my hand just as Phil picks up.

"Hello?" Phil's voice comes through the phone.

"H-Hey Phil, I-I was w-wandering i-if you w-wanted to c-come round m-my h-house after s-school tomorrow?" I ask, holding the phone in front of me, looking at my brother smugly.

"Sure, sounds cool!" Phil chirps.

"A-And my b-brother says h-hi." I add, moving the phone in front of Kai. He gives the 'really?' face before saying hi to Phil through the phone. Phil giggles before saying hi back.

"See ya tomorrow then!" Phil chimes.

"Y-Yeah, s-see ya." I reply. We say goodbye to each other and I hang up, looking over to Kai's shell-shocked face.

"T-Told you." I state before heading up to my bedroom, taking my phone with me.