Whaddup guys, I'm back (obviously lmao) and I've been getting some messages of people wanting a positive chapter...honestly I dont think that's going to happen anytime soon? I have a way that I want the story to end and to be honest the only way I can get it to end that way is if things get worse before they get better. So...if you dont want to deal with that I get it lmao, but..that's the dealio my guys. Alright, i hope you stick around, enjoy!
Phil
School's been great for Phil.
This whole Dan Debacle, as he liked to call it, was giving him an even better support system in school.
Honestly, things were going pretty well for him. But every day as he walked to his classes he always passed Dan, shuffling to class with his head down. Today was no different.
"Watch it slut!" Was what made Phil turn quickly.
When he did he was confronted with the sight of, his teammate Casper, looming over a crouching Dan.
"S-s-sorry, I did-didnt mean t-to," Dan stuttered as he rushed to pick up his books and talk at the same time.
When he stood, Phil took in the fact that instead of wearing a skirt and heels- Dan was wearing baggy sweatpants and tennis shoes with a hoodie. Dan looked like his own fashion fears became a person, and decided to haunt him.
"Get the fuck out of here, whore! Fucking kill yourself," Casper said as he pushed Dan back down and walked away.
The crowds quickly dispersed at the sight of Casper leaving Dan on the ground, but Phil felt obligated to help. Sure, he enjoyed the limelight. But he believed that no one should ever get hit for no reason.
When he walked over, Dan was pushing himself off the floor and dusting off his black clothes, "hey....uhm..here. You dropped these," Phil said as he picked up Dan's textbooks that had landed beside him.
Dan barely looked at Phil as he grabbed the textbooks with a shaking hand, "t-t-thank you." He whispered and wrapped his arms around his books, so they're tight against his chest.
"No problem," Phil stood in front of Dan and rocked back and forth on his heels before saying another word, "sorry for what he said."
Dan rolled his eyes, "it's nothing that I haven't heard before."
Phil nodded, he knew that Dan was surrounded by the words 'slut' 'whore' and 'fuck toy' 24/7. He never said them to Dan, but he also didnt stop it.
"Yeah...so...Prom is in a couple days..are you going?"
Dan stared into Phil's eyes, "are you joking?" When Phil didnt respond, Dan's eyes got narrow, "no. I'm not going to prom. Sorry to ruin your fun, now if you'll excuse me. I have econ," he said stomping in the direction away from any economics class.
Phil sighed and walked to his 3rd internship at the library, where he sat on his phone until Mrs. Welker- the librarian- asked him to put up several posters that the cheerleaders had made.
He grabbed said posters and began to walk down the hall until he found an empty spot, then he dropped all but one poster and read it.
☆PROM 2019☆
VOTE PHIL LESTER OR LUKE HEMMINGS PROM KING.
VOTE JULIA MCADAMS OR SIERRA DEATON
PROM QUEEN.
VOTING WILL BE HELD IN THE CAFETERIA DURING ALL LUNCHES MONDAY- FRIDAY.
Phil rolled his eyes, he didnt even want to be prom king anymore. The only reason he did this was to be with Dan. And now that's not happening so..what's the point?
But he'll be damned if Luke Hemmings gets prom king. He thinks hes so much better than everyone because he's in that crappy garage band, Phil couldnt help but roll his eyes again at the thought of Luke Hemmings winning then trying to convince Mrs. Ramsey that his band his school appropriate- and that she should let them play.
Phil slammed the poster against the wall and taped it quickly, before continuing down the hall.
"Fuck, Hemmings. I'm gonna be prom king," he muttered to no one in particular.
As the rest of the period continued he finished placing different variations of the same poster- everywhere. He even had placed one in the teachers lounge.
Other than his mental fight with Hemmings, the rest of Phil's day was uneventful. Football practice had been cancelled due to his coach's daughter having been sick. And now he's in his car, driving home very slow.
Why rush when hes not eager to get home?
Though he's sure he didn't mean to, he found himself turning down Dan's road slowing down while he passes his house.
Who's he kidding. He does this every night before going home.
His car was almost at a complete stop when, the front door flung open and Adriana bursted out of the door and up to Phil's door.
"PHIL PHIL PHIL!!! STOP!" She screamed with tears running down her face.
It wasnt too hard to slow his barely moving car, "what's wrong?!" He asked and she started crying harder.
"D-DANNY! HE'S IN HIS ROOM AND HE WON'T COME OUT! PLEASE COME IN, I'M SCARED."
Phil nodded and pulled into the driveway quickly, before bolting out of his car and stumbling up the stairs to get to Dan's room.
Adriana trailing not too far behind, "hey just stay here okay? Imma go talk to him. Just stay here." Phil said to her and she stopped at the top of the staircase.
He ran to Dan's room and pulled on the handle, to feel that its locked.
"Fuck fuck fuck. What do I do?! What do I do?!" He muttered harshly under his breath.
He heard a thud from inside the room then he lost his cool. He quickly backed up and threw himself against Dan's door, and when it didnt budge he did it again. And again. And again. Before the door flew open and he tumbled inside.
He laid on the floor for about 2 second before jumping up and running to Dan's bathroom door and throwing himself into that one too. At least this time it opened the first try.
When he finally calmed down he glanced around the bathroom and almost cried at the sight he saw laying before him.
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Ooh a lil cliffy boi, would ya look at that. Anyways. Yeah.
Have a good night/ day and stay safe guys 🖤
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Prom Queen | phan au |
Fanfiction♡COMPLETED♡ Daniel Howell has wanted nothing more than to be prom queen, his whole life. When he bumps into Phil Lester while printing off his posters, he realizes that now there are two things he wants in life. The crown to be Prom Queen, and Phil...
