Dan moved his gaze down to his lap, his fringe covering his eyes. Staring into Phil's intense eyes made him sweat and sweat meant his hobbit hair would form again making the hour he spent straight ironing it a waste. Why was he here? Why is he standing in front of me? I don't think he even knows my name. "Hello Danny." Shit. You could practically hear the smirk form on Phil's face as he said that. Dan's normally, boring life is about to change once a certain blue eyed boy starts to get him out of some sticky situations.