Sweet daddy meets mlg dinosaur- phan

One of the drunks

I linked the Spanish version just because:)

Dans P.O.V
Kinda smutty lol sorry not sorry

I feel warm sensations as lips trickle along my neck.
I arch my back to lean into it when the pressure increases from a kiss to a painful suck and morphing into a seductive nibble.
This is it.
I'm happy.
I look up to see a luscious ginger strand of hair dangle from Ron Weasley's head. Writing this makes me so uncomfortable oof 
He turns his freckled face to mine and smiles with his crooked lips.
Oh, them lips.
A wave of relief comes over me as I finally feel the building pleasure inside me release. The wet liquid spreads through my member and soaks into the bedsheets.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep

The sound of my alarm brings me out of my... whatever that just was.

I roll my eyes into my brain remembering that I have to go the hell hole of education.

Ugh.

At least I will see Phil again.
Should I be happy about that?
Am I even happy about that?
I honestly don't know, but there's just something about him.

My brain is telling me.
*insert welsh accent*
N O  DANIEL HE IS JUST A TYPICAL HEARTLESS BADBOY THAT IS NOT WORTH THINKING ABOUT.
NOT.
WORTH.
IT.

Whereas my heart is like
*insert soft angelic voice*
Go, my sweet child.
Run into his lynx engulfed arms and kiss him so hard you forget about that basic ass stereotypical Ron Weasley wet dream you had but won't accept.

Let's GET READY FOR SCHOOL NOW

Traumatised and concerned for my mental health, I finally manage to roll my left leg over the bed and onto the floor.
Halfway there Dan.
Come on.
You can do it.
Then the other leg reluctantly follows.
Why am I out of breath?

A hundred yh when getting out of bed makes you out of breath.

I stand up and half sleepwalk around my room to find my typical white jeans.
I throw on a pastel blue t-shirt and a matching sequin bomber jacket.
I look in the mirror and as I do every morning, and suddenly feel a growing pain of sadness arise from my heart.

I analyse the same flaws that make me hate the body I was born in.

Before I get too down I turn away from the figure staring back at me and grab my school bag.
I run downstairs and out the door.

I yeet to school and I hear the obnoxious bell ring, think I lost a few more ear hairs than normal today.

Not a moment too soon I walk through the door and head to maths.
I make my way through the crowd of not so familiar faces before seeing one that stands out.
For some reason, I feel relief in seeing the tall figure ahead.

Our eyes meet, but only for a second.

"See you in class" he mouths before turning away towards Sarah.

I see her pull on his Adidas jacket and push her lips against his.

Contaminating him.

I don't know what happens next because I turn away, my heart sinking like the titanic
and the broken pieces shatter even more as they fall.

Sometimes things are just beyond repair.

I then walk through the door of m8 (my maths room) and take my seat at the back of the class.
Before I even get a chance to open my book, I already hear the names start to be called.
The usual clique of bullies gather around a table and open their goddamn mouths again.

"FAGGOT"

" OI GAY BOY DID YOU GET SOME? OR WAS IT JUST YOUR LEFT HAND AGAIN"

I tilt my heavy head down, trying to ignore their laughs echoing inside my head.

Once I've managed to hold in my tears I look up again to see Phil and Sarah, holding hands like the fucking perfect couple they are, walking along past everyone.
They both go sit with the dickheads that shouted at me earlier.

Sarah then turns me and shouts
" HAVE YOU GOT ANY NEW TICS YET YOU PASTEL PERVERT"
a cackle rises from her vile mouth as she turns back to the group and they all join in.

all
but
one

My vision blurs with the tears, but I manage to see the blue-eyed boy who doesn't look impressed.
In fact, he looks really angry. I cower down further into my seat, eyes locked the group still.
He stands up, his chair tipping over as he does so.
"SHUT UP YOU BITCH" 
He spits the words out like acid and walks away before she storms out.

One of the boys immediately runs after her shouting "Sarah wait up!"

My heart stops as my eyes turn to Phil,
Who is striding towards me. His eyes look full of fire yet so soft at the same time.
His pace slows down to a stop as he reaches my lonely desk he bends down towards me

And that's when I freeze

His long arms wrap themselves around me, pulling me into a warm embrace.
I melt into him and take in the powerful scent of his signature lynx.
He holds on a lot longer than I expected before whispering into my ear, causing me to fall further under his spell.

I'm in too deep now

"Don't worry princess, I won't let them hurt you"

The word lingered in my mind, but soon disturbed by yet another voice.

this time not for

"THAT SUPPOSED TO BE YOU RUNNING AFTER SARAH. YOU DO KNOW HES GAY RIGHT? YOUR GONNA CATCH HIS GAYNESS!"

"SO WHAT IF HE IS!" Phil replies before storming out.

My mind struggles to process what in the hell just happened.

A/N. THIS TOOK ME HOURS AND IM STILL NOT HAPPY BUT ITS FINE FOR NOW