Find Me Again // phan

Six

  He was gonna do it. At this very moment, Dan was going to walk up to Phil, and talk to him. And he was going to listen, because Dan wanted him to. He was done being the shy and scared boy he'd become, and he was going to fucking prove it.

  It was three days after Jace had come to his house and brought him back to like. Metaphorically, obviously. He'd started going to school again, and he was different now. He actually payed attention to the teachers in his classes, and not once did he feel as if he wasn't supposed to look at at or think about Phil. Because goddammit, he did what he wanted to, and nobody was going to stop him, even if they could make him cry with a flash of those blue eyes.

  It was the end of the day, a Friday, and everyone was shouting and rough housing because the weekend was finally here, but Dan pushed past them all and didn't stop once until he stood directly next to Phil at his locker, who hadn't even noticed Dan yet.

  "Phil." Dan said loudly over the noise of hundreds of students. He felt the familiar quiver in his stomach when Phil regarded him harshly with those cold eyes of his, but he pushed it away and stood his ground.

  "I don't have time for this, Dan." Phil said, and was turning to leave but Dan grabbed his arm and pulled him roughly back around. 

  "Look, I know you hate me, and you probably don't even want to look at me right now, but we need to talk, and I think you know that." Dan said. He was still holding onto Phil's arm tightly, and dropped it once he realized it.

  Phil wasn't looking at him, choosing instead to stare at the floor. He didn't say anything for a while, and Dan felt his confidence start to fade a bit until the blue eyed boy finally did speak.

  "I don't hate you." He said quietly, and Dan almost didn't hear him over the sounds of all the other kids still crowded around them. But those words meant everything to him at the moment, and he wouldn't be surprised if he started crying in the middle of this hallway. His chest clenched, but in a good kind of way, and he paused for a minute, trying to get his mind back into focus.

  "Oh, right." He muttered. "So, will you just talk to me? Cause I'm tired of chasing you around like this, and playing games. And if you don't want to, fine. This is the last time I'll ever talk to you." He knew it would be hard, and that it would hurt, but he would do it. If Phil really didn't want to talk to him, he'd stop trying. There was no point in trying, if he was just going to keep getting rejected.

  The halls were starting to empty, as students left to go and fulfill their weekend plans, and Dan was still waiting for Phil to answer his request. It was completely nerve racking, and Dan was starting to sweat from the anxiety.

  "Alright." Phil said, looking up at him for the first time. "But I don't want you to apologize to me, okay? And we're not getting back together, so don't even try mentioning it."

  Dan nodded his head in agreement, but couldn't stop the pain he felt at Phil's words. Because the whole reason he was doing this was to make Phil forgive him and for them to get back together. But either way, he still had to talk to him, so they could set things straight between them. Maybe they could still be friends....as long Phil didn't hate him, he'd be fine.

  "Are we, uh.... are we going to your place?" Phil asked, as they walked together our of the school and to Dan's car.

  "Yeah, if that's okay. My parents aren't home, so......"

  "Yeah, fine."

  This is awful, Dan thought. He hated this, having to be so awkward with Phil. They'd never had a problem with talking or hanging out with each other, but now it was just tense and uncomfortable.