phil sits stiffly in his mothers recliner and stares at the almost stranger across the room looking at a picture of them both when they were young.
"Why're you here Martyn," he says bluntly, leaning forward in the chair.
his brother turns and gives him a smile, which he immediately thinks is sarcastic, "I heard mother dear kicked the bucket, I had to come and see for myself."
phil stood and crossed his arms, "okay. well you saw, now leave. you're good at that."
a wave of hurt crashed over Martyns eyes, but he quickly painted a new smirk on his face, "cant you just leave the past in the past Philly? I was seventeen, cant we just...get along?"
Phil's blood boiled at his brothers calm tone, "no. we cant. I was eight Martyn. I needed you- and you left me with her. knowing how she was, now. get out."
Martyns shoulders fall slightly then he makes his way to the door, "I'll still be in town for a few days. I left my number on the counter if you want to talk- you must be taking this pretty hard. you were always a mommy's boy," his words dripped with anger, wanting to hurt his younger brother. which he succeeded in doing.
"I'll never want to talk to you. Leave." Phil spits and watches as his older brother walks out of the front door when he needs him the most, for the second time in his life. but this time, it was Phil's fault. Phil walked over to the window and watched as his brother got in a black car, similar to his own, and drove off. when he was definitely gone, Phil followed suite and locked the door before leaving and driving to the only place he feels safe nowadays. Dan's.
The drive was quick, but the way there Phil couldnt get his brother out of his mind. Why would he even come back? Phil didnt know.
He quickly got out of the car and opened the front door and called out for Dan- knowing Adri wouldnt be home since it was a Thursday.
"Coming!" Dan shouts from upstairs and Phil hears loud footsteps coming down the stairs quickly, when Dan's feet hit the livingroom floor he turns and waves for Phil to follow him, "come on! I'm binge watching the Scream movies."
Phil smiled and followed him upstairs, smiling when he sees the brownhaired boy jump into bed and cover himself in blankets- leaving a corner open for Phil to cover himself with. the taller boy slips off his shoes and climbs in beside the love of his life and slings an arm over his shoulders, pulling him closer.
"you okay phil?" Dan mutters and receives a nod before resuming the first movie, "you've seen these before right?"
"yeah, I watched them with Chris when they came out." he mutters and kisses the curly hair his chin was resting on.
"oh..fun."
they sit in silence until the front door opens and slams shut, then is opened again and slammed shut. they hear rushed footsteps and light giggles and Dan sighs.
"school must already be out," he mutters before sitting up, phil pulls him back into his chest.
"they're grown princess, let's just finish our marathon. turn it up," Phil pulls the blanket further up Dan's chest as he turns up the tv.
they hear a loud noise come from the other room then they hear more giggles and a look of concern crosses Dan's face, but when he looks up and sees Phil invested in the movie- he decides not to say anything.
almost half way through the movie Dan ended up falling asleep, hes already seen the movies quite a few times and he always loves falling asleep in Phil's arms so..why not use this time wisely.
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FanfictionPhil Lester has been a mess since he left his home town, his star quarterback days are long gone- leading him to find some sort of peace at the bottom of a bottle. But when his mother dies, he finds himself back where he grew up- wanting to be his o...
