Online Child (A Dil Howlter Phan Fiction) [Watty's 2015]

Chapter 18: The Rest of the Party

Chapter 18: The Rest of the Party

Dil's P.O.V:

Preston... the man outside my house.. Why is he standing there? And why is he here?

"Dylan!" Travis said."What are you doing, staring at the window? Come on! You dont want to miss the party!"

Travis pulled me to the crowd and I was still confused on whats going on. It seems like I have Preston stuck in my mind and I just get rid of it.

"Oh Dil, since Liana is here, lets bring back Mirrored Butts again!" said Phil.

Everyone stared at me in shock and confusion. Like an unknown secret thats really bad. I felt embarrassed at the same time. My friends questioned me about Mirrored Butts like why was it named that and why was i was in a band. Liana brought out her nylon stringed guitar, Dan brought down his keyboard and Phil gave me my guitar. We decided to play a cover of Angel with a shotgun by The Cab. I know its a really old song for me but Phil sometimes love singing this and Liana loves this song.

(I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun,
An angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun..)

Get out your guns, battle's begun,
are you a saint, or a sinner?
If love's a fight, then I shall die,
with my heart on a trigger.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

I'm an angel with a shotgun,
fighting 'til the war's won,
I don't care if heaven won't take me back.
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe.
Don't you know you're everything I have?
..and I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight.

Sometimes to win, you've got to sin,
don't mean I'm not a believer.
..and major Tom, will sing along.
Yeah, they still say I'm a dreamer.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

I'm an angel with a shotgun,
fighting 'til the war's won,
I don't care if heaven won't take me back.
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe.
Don't you know you're everything I have?
..and I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight.

ooooohhhhhhhh, ooooooohhhhh whoa whoa oooh whoa

I'm an angel with a shotgun..
fighting 'til the war's won..
I don't care if heaven won't take me back..

I'm an angel with a shotgun,
fighting til' the war's won,
I don't care if heaven won't take me back.
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe.
Don't you know you're everything I have?
(I'm an angel with a shotgun)
..and I, want to live, not just survive, tonight.
(Live, not just survive)

..and I'm gonna hide, hide, hide my wings tonight.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

Everyone applauded and I can tell that they're now reconsidering putting me back in the band. Uncle Adrian then came to me and gave me a compliment.

"Great skills!" Adrian said.

"Thanks" I said.

"And cool sweater" he said. "Who gave you that sweater?"

Thats when i started to question, who gave me this sweater. I walked to Dan and Phil and asked them if they gave me this sweater.

"I thought you bough it" said Dan.

"I looks good on you though" Phil said.

Things got fishy. If it wasn't them, who was it? I ran to my room and found that note. I compared it and it was the same handwriting with the other notes. The question in my mind is how did this person placed this sweater in my room? I then ran and asked my friends and asked why did they decide to come over to my place.

The answer is the same... they got a phone call from someone anonymous.

My guess... my birth parents...

And my birth parent... I guess Preston Chappa...

Could it be?