Daniel Howell, was just a boy, but he was anything but average. You see, Dan didn't like social standards, and in his opinion, gender roles were fucked up pieces of shit. Dan liked all colours, blue was his favourite. Not dark blue, a light blue, not light enough to be baby blue, or vibrant enough to be aqua. A pretty blue. Yet a rare blue. The first time Dan saw the perfect shade of blue, it was in the eyes of the schools 'bad boy', Phil Lester.
Phil had multiple facial piercings, ignored half of the school and pissed off the rest. Nobody knew why exactly Phil was this way, it was simply Phil.
No one was close with Phil, his one friend, Louise, had left in year 5, she moved to a boarding school.
After that, Phil was cold. Colder than a block of ice in Antartica.
Or so it seemed...
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Hey this is my new fanfic, or should I say, Phanfic, sorry I couldn't help myself. Hope you all like, this chapter was short but that's only bc it was the prologue.
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FanfictionPhil is considered the 'bad boy' of high school, Dan, however, is considered a 'pastel'. When unlikely circumstances force the two into more than just awkward hallway run-ins, what'll happen next? --- "Hey there pretty boy." "Oh, um, hello..?" "We'r...
