Closing Time-A Dan and Phil Fanfic

im sorry i've not updated! part: 3

No ones p.o.v

A silent "ow..." was all that was heard from the end of the table. The old lady just stared at the boy with the nicely combed brown hair (think of like 2016 dan) as he stared at her in slight shock and embarrassment, as one does when they have simultaneously messed up someone's work, and possibly lightly injured another human being. The lady then looked to the boy with the far too bright orange hair that looked as if you had just stepped out onto the surface of the sun. He was fine if not a little shocked and dumbfounded;the string was still tightly pulled onto the pointer finger of his right hand.

Trying to ease the situation into good standing on his end, the brown hair boy quickly jumped from his seat and spoke an apologetic "I am terribly sorry" to the older lady sat between him and the still unidentified boy to which he quietly mustered a "gosh here let me help you!" Follwed by a "bloody 'ell I'm so stupid"

The brown haired boy helped the other boy untie the string and then asked him if he was alright. "I'm fine," said the orange haired boy looking over his now purple finger, "thanks for helping untie my finger mate, I'm Philip by the way" the bright orange boy, who was now revealed to be called philip said. "of course, it was my doing, and by the looks of it, might've been yours as well" "yeah I'm not the sharpest Bob in the bin, by the way I don't think I quite got your name?" Philip said, curiosity filling up his voice "Oh yeah, sorry, I'm Daniel but I'm mostly called Dan"

There was something about his voice, something philip could not quite put a finger on, and at this point he might not have liked to if it would have any outcome similar to his current situation, that made philip think he recognized it from somewhere.
"Hey, um, dan, where do you go to school?" "Oh, I go to broodings, it's just down the road a ways" Dan replied sounding less awkward than he thought he might given his circumstances. Philip replied very chipper with a loud "blimey! You go to Broodings as well?, wonder why I haven't seen you around much" he said it like he would have totally seen him around, as if his friends ate lunch outside in the main areas and not in the school buildings or in classrooms of favorite teachers.  "I just don't normally eat lunch out with the large crowds, me and my friends like to go in the classrooms or hallways, mostly out of survival," philip could not believe what he was hearing, a boy, who hes never met, who has his lunch the same way he does, and he knows his voice but can't place it to his face? *snap noise* BINGOOO. In the hallway, he always heard a bunch of other kids chatting, this must be where hes heard it before. "That sounds like a smart plan, best not get the higher ups a reason to target you, by the way you can call me Phil for short, 's what my mates and family call me, uhm, if you want to I mean,"
Phil replied nervously, he wanted to make Dan his friend, and he did not want to make him do something he didn't want to. "Oh okay, well, phil, would you like to come round mine and hang out for a while, I mean if your able to?"

Phil was slightly stunned at his offer, but none the less wanted to go and spend more time getting to know this boy, Dan, but he knew he'd have to ask his mum, Katherine, who he was sure would say yes and his dad, Nigel, who he figured might not be home yet, but would also say yes, as he had some pretty stand-up parents.

"Um, yeah sure, I just need to go and ask my mum first, if that's alright with you, maybe you could come along, unless you need to be getting back?" Dan didn't think too hard before replying " oh of course, I wouldn't want my new friend to have to walk all that way alone, figure you could use the company"  for the first time, in a long time, phil felt like himself again, less distressed and more happy and excited, dan was feeling a similar way, however he had been able to almost fully move past what he endured last school year, and both boys left to Phil's house after nicely helping the old lady fix her knitting. They were sweet and kind boys after all, and they were the ones who had created the mess.

Hi, so I meant to add more to this on a regular basis but I needed to make a plan for where it was headed and I had some mental stuff  giving me major writer's blocks and making me unfocused, I thought as we are all trapped inside, and I am doing a bit better I might as well update this on a frequent schedule, or just as much as possible after I've finished school work. If you are reading this, thank you. The first couple chapters are kind of bad, but I hope you'll find that it gets better as it goes on!