The Rainbow On The Other Side//Phan

9

Dan wrapped his fingers tightly around the fabric straps to his backpack. He couldn’t stop thinking about Phil; he was so beautiful. Then again, he didn’t even know if he was gay, or bi or something along those lines. He should as Phil sometime.

The perplexed boy took his seat in the math classroom, searching for Phil. Typically he was already in the class way before Dan had gotten there; maybe today would be different.

As the tardy bell rang, everyone took their seats and Mrs. Shuns began another math lecture that Dan was 95% sure that he wouldn’t need in life.

Brown eyes stalked the clock. Five minutes. 7 minutes. 10 minutes. 15 minutes. Where the hell was Phil?

Just then, a loud knock came from the door. Mrs. Shuns jumped a bit, the expo marker on the board smearing. Troye opened the door to reveal Phil; or was it?

“Kind of you to finally join us, Mr. Lester.” Mrs. Shuns scolded as Phil just stood at the door frame and rolled his beautiful blues.

Phil looked totally different; somewhat good and somewhat terrible. He was wearing leather boots with black skinny jeans that were ripped a bit at the knees and up the thighs. He was wearing a black and red Slipknot shirt that had some sort of pentagram or something along those lines. His usual black quiff was shape-shifted into a classic fringe, with a couple of blue and red strips of dye. And for a finishing touch, black eyeliner. Yep, Dan is officially friends with 2001 Pete Wentz.

But, an uneasy touch catches Dan’s eye… Phil’s hands; knuckles specifically. His left hand is painted with purple hue, telling the story it’s self but, his right hand looks much worse. The Pete Wentz impersanator’s right hand is covered in a white bandage going around his hands, covering only his knuckles. Seeped through are big red bloaches, indicating blood.

Daniel tugs on his Nick Jonas tour t-shirt out of nervousness. What had happen to his beautiful prince?

~Time lapse to lunch because I’m a lazy hoeeeee~

“Hey Danny boy,” Phil slaps Dan’s shoulder, startling him. “How are you?”

“The real question is, how are you?” Dan retorts. “Your knuckles are bloody bruised and bleeding!”

“Chill out man,” Phil exhales as he straightens out his band bracelets. “I just saw somebody from the past. That’s all.”

It was now Dan’s turn to roll his eyes. Why was Phil acting differently? Annoying and fuck boyish. Ugh, great. Dan doesn’t need this again; this was one of the main reasons he really moved here.

“I’m gonna go get some lunch,” Phil stood up. “Be right back.”

Now, Dan was left alone. Like prey waiting for a predator. Let’s see how long it takes today, shall we?

“Hey baby boy,” Cat bends half way down in front of Dan, her cleavage exposing. “Got room for me?”

“P-Please go away Cat, I’m waiting for Phil to get back.” Dan explained, trying to push her away but, she already sat beside him.

“Nick Jonas, huh?” She began, studying his shirt. “I totally listen to his songs while screaming your name.” Cat said, not realizing that was the last straw for Dan.

“Excuse me,” He pushed past her, getting up and going straight to the boy he loved most.

“Phil!” Dan walked up to the tall guy. He was currently looking down at his phone, he seemed to be on instagram.

“Could you tell Cat to please stop flirting with me? She knows I’m gay but, she wants to try and ‘turn me’.” Dan explained to the now furious Phil.

Phil stomped all the way to Cat, anger boiling in his blood. He couldn’t believe Cat was still trying this. You can’t change somebody’s sexuality, she should know that.

“Hey slut!” Phil walked up to Cat and her table. Brendon was currently sucking on Sarah’s neck.

“Um, we’re sorta in the middle of something emo fag.” Brendon looked up at the furious boy, the table laughed but, Phil didn’t care.

“I’m here for Cat, three centimeter,” Phil looked at Cat. “Why the fuck do you keep messing with Dan?”

Cat laughed and got up. She pulled Phil out of the cafeteria to explain.

“Because he is hot!” She practically moaned. “Besides, you can’t do anything about it.”

“What do you mean?” Phil tilted his head smiling, “I can bash your head between the concrete and my boot.”

“Well, if you do that, I’ll tell Dan your last name.”

Phil gasped. She couldn’t really do that; could she?

“No you wouldn’t.” Phil said, stern toned.

“Wanna bet, sir?” Cat laughed, turning her petite body into the cafeteria, her shoulder being grabbed by Phil before she could ever grab the door handle.

“What will it take for your silence?” Phil pleaded. He couldn’t believe he was begging for a whore’s silence.

Cat tapped her mouth, “You could let me flirt with Dan no matter what.”

Phil rolled his eyes, this was ridiculous. Just let her flirt with him? Okay.

“And, let me get down there with you daddy.” She whispered, getting close to his neck.

Phil pushed her off. “Really, Cat? You wanna do this, huh?”

She shook her head.

“Fine.” Phil sighed, walking back into the cafeteria room, seeing Dan smiling and waving at him.

Phil walked over to Dan, exhausted already from the deal he just made. He couldn’t wait for death now.

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