Phil Lester is sweet and cute; known for his kindness and enthusiasm. Dan Howell is a tough, cold outsider; known as the school's stereotypical 'bad boy'. But if he's so bad, then why on earth did he rescue Phil Lester and give him a smile which would melt anyone's heart?

Part 1 of the infamous series. Feelings appear. Sparks fly. Love rises. Problems occur. Please note: This story is now very old (7 years old in 2020) and I'd like to think my writing has improved since then! There are a bunch of cringey parts and bad writing in here, but enjoy and thanks for reading! :)

Maybe Dan and Phil aren't gay... Maybe they're just Phansexual ~ Dan and Phil were best friends and practically inseparable. That's why things started getting a little complicated when Phil realized he had started falling for Dan. But around the same time, Dan started acting strangely. He got black-out drunk almost every night and had one night stands with random girls he'd picked up at bars. Has Dan finally gotten bored of Phil? Did he find out that Phil was gay and not want to be friends anymore? And the most important question: Will Phil be able to fix him? - NOTE: I WROTE THIS IN 7TH GRADE I KNOW ITS BAD PLEASE DONT JUDGE MY OTHER WORKS BASED OFF OF THIS ONE I PROMISE IVE GROWN AS A WRITER SINCE THIS

" we're friends right? well, you can't really tell me otherwise anyway, which is probably why we're friends. " Or the story of an overenthusiastic boy called Phil, who has trouble shutting up, and a reluctantly mute boy called Dan, who's life is falling apart, and how they both come to realise that sometimes - actions can speak louder than words.

Highschool au Dan's POV COMPLETE - Phil is the new boy at Dan's school. He's so mysterious and captivating, and no matter how hard Dan tries to ignore him, Phil keeps popping up everywhere. And Dan can't help but feel like everything Phil does and is is worth a song, a story, a painting. Anything. But Dan is no good at those sorts of things.

"Because I'm not allowed to be gay. And I'm not allowed to like you, no matter how much I want to. So I need to stay away from you because you're making this all so much harder!"

the air smells like the promise of tomorrow and nothing has ever smelled more terrifying

Remember Phil from High school? That kid with Black hair, blue eyes? The one who sat quietly at the back of the room, handed homework in on time and ate by himself? Yes. I remember him. And little did I know, he would mean as much to me as he does now. Little did I know, my future would be spent with him. .