Dan's POV
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My first impression of the boy: He is striking. Well, that and he looks pale. Extremely pale.
The esoteric schoolboy appears almost bloodless, only a slight peach tint of his skin becoming a distinction between being alive and being dead. Other than that he is an eye catching figure, slender and mysterious.
He looks around with slight franticness in his expression, like a lost puppy.
When he finally peers up at me I feel as though a blow is given to my chest. He has literally left me speechless. I smile warmly at him, and he seems to gain a little bit of confidence as he smiles back. It is a push for me as I try my hardest not to blush.
What are you even saying Dan? You aren't gay, stop being such a little lovesick girl.
Finally, the boy mumbles, "Could I please order 1 hot chocolate?"
I beam again, teeth and dimples on display for the world. His voice is exactly how I expected it to be. It's like a sweet kiss to my ears, dainty like a flower bud. He sees me looking at him and must think I'm a predator-Oh god, he thinks I'm a creep.
"Why are you staring at me?" the boy murmurs with widening eyes, speaking with less confidence than before.
Because you're beautiful
Stop it!
"Umm... I just wanted to know... what's your name? You know, for the order and all..." I bumble, praying my action will prevent any further awkwardness.
"P... Phil. I'm Phil," The boy squeaks, finally providing a name to the face. The discomfort on his face is evident.
Why do you have to fuck up all the time Dan?
"Phil. I like that name. Anyway, Phil, one hot chocolate coming right up!" That was the first and only thing I could proclaim, a stupid grin still run across my face.
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The hot chocolate takes what feels like decades to perpare, and Phil stands by the register the whole time. Like, he doesn't fucking move. But he tries to be as small and invisible as possible. I can tell he does that on purpose, because I do that all the time too, as a defense and a way to draw less attention. Although, even after trying to be invisible, he still looks at me, and I look back, and you could feel something. Something is there, I just don't know what.
"Here's you hot chocolate, Phil," I say as we switch off the money in Phil's hand for his drink.
The thing is though, Phil still isn't moving. He stays there, sneaking looks at me, then looking back down, as if he is going to say something, but he is being stopped. I can see the wheels turning in his brain as he opens his mouth slightly, then purses his lips back together.
I want to talk more to him. I feel a need to know more about Phil.
So I decide to take a chance.
"I'm going on break soon, would you.... like to... I don't know, sit and talk or whatever?" I mumble, dreading that he would be frightened by my suggestion.
"I don't even know your name, you could kidnap me and murder me for all I know," Phil mocks, drenching sarcasm in his voice, a smirk across his face.
I lift my name badge up for him to see. "Daniel. I personally like Dan though," I announced.
"Dan. Nice name," He laughs, thinking I don't catch the wink at the end of his comment. That little shit. He sure can make a man flustered.
I gesture with my hands towards a small table, pulling out a chair for Phil, then a chair for me.
"Tell me about your self, Mr. Amazing Phil."
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A/N:
So is anyone reading this
Okay anyways the first like 2 or 3 chapters are just to get the storyline started, and the whole thing will kick off soon! I really hope you guys enjoy this it's my first Phanfiction so yeah don't kill me okay.
Okay bye updating soon!
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Delirium (Phan AU/Currently Rewriting)
Fanfic*On a slight hiatus, looking to update asap. If you would like to see my better work I suggest taking a look at my phan one shots. Thanks for being patient with me!* Dan Howell learned early in life to build up walls, like a fortress around the cast...
