Clouds -> my first ever phanfic

31: Dan's POV

"So, wait, whats your 'true' home?" Tyler asks and Dan just shakes his head.

"I don't know," Dan shakes his head, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he finishes his story.

"Well, think back, how many homes have you had?" Tyler asks, thinking over the one and only move he's ever had. And that was just so his mom could move in with Dan's dad.

"Only 3, and one was a 7 story apartment," Dan thinks back to his first house, the one his mom walked out on his dad in. Dan quickly shakes the thought away and shrugs.

"Okay, but where would the kid napper think is your true home, and bring Phil there with a window. It has to be a house Dan. We just have to find which one." Dan nods at Tylers words, he's obviously correct, wheter Dan likes that or not.

"So I'll take one house you got the other?" Tyler asks and Dan sinks his teeth into his cheek. Causing instant blood and pain to appear. His nose wasn't broken from the fall thank god, but it still hurt like hell.

"Are you sure?" Dan asks, thinking over how scary it would be to go to houses alone.

"Yes, but we should check if people still live there," Tyler says, taking out his phone and opening google."Where are the adresses?" He asks.

Dan knits his brows together, trying to remember anything about the first house, but he was so young, he can't remember. Jesus, he might have to ask dad.

"I-I don't remember," Dan mumbles, thinking up the other adress easily as he set his mind on it, ironically."208 Cherry St. Floor 7 room 14."

"Okay, well that adress is currently empty, so I'll check it out, you look through old photos, try to find the adress kay?" Tyler says and Dan smiles, its good to have somebody smart as Tyler helping him find Phil.

A pang of sadness hits Dan as Tyler stands, grabbing his coat and keys."I'll be back soon." Tyler states.

"Right," Dan mumbles mostly to himself, getting on his laptop to find photos of the house.
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Phil' POV

The door opens and Phil prepare for the worst, the sound of Dan, not Dans voice doesn't fill his ears though. Instead its the sound of something heavy slamming down next to him.

"Make friends gay boy," Jason sing songs before the door slams again.

Friends? Does that mean someone else is here? Phil can't stop the happy feeling of relizing he's not alone from spreading and making him smile. He stops the smile in a second, god, that was wrong. Somebodies life is ruined like his and all he can think of is himself. What a coward.

"Are you alright?" Phil asks, trying to feel for the person and grabbing what he hoped was a shoulder.

"Yes I- PHIL!?" A familar voice screeches and Phil instinctivly backs away.

"Oh your blind folded let me get that off. Oh fuck is that the window?" The voices train of thought seems to keep flashing in and out as the blindfold is taken away.

Oh god no,"Tyler?" Phil asks tenatively.