PHANFIC - new beginnings
OK so this is my first fanfiction so its probably shitty but oh well. I'll do more if wanted but no one will read this anyway.
'Hey Dan! How was history?' Phil chirps as he joins his friend sitting alone in the school's garden.
Beds of colorful roses and tulips line the boxes of dirt. In the middle is a tree with a small bench with names carved and weather torn evidence of the benches time. There is a pleasant aroma that surrounds them and the sound of the birds chirping sets one at ease. Dan used to sit alone under the large willow tree that hangs above the timely bench. Everything changed after Phil Lester. His white flawless skin glows under the sun and his icy blue eyes pierce a hole through Dan's weak soul, damaged too many times to count.
Dan puts his knees up to his cold chest and buries his head into his knees making a grunting noise in the process. Phil nudges closer to Dan and lightly rests his hand on his head feeling his soft brown hair fall through his fingers.
'Hey are you ok?' Phil asks genuinely concerned for Dan's well-being.
'Everything is fuCKING WONDERFUL I'M-' Dan stops himself after he realizes who he is talking to. His eyes widen starting the hurt looking icy eyed boy in the eyes. Regret instantaneously stabs Dan.
'Oh my god I'm so sorry I.. didn't mean to blow up at you it's just..' Dan trails off and Phil bites his lip and starts to trace circles in the dry dirt crumpling at his feet. causing small dust clouds to form.
'Daniel, it's ok. Just, talk to me for a minute please?' Phil never calls Dan Daniel, ever. He feels like he abandoned that name when his mother died. Even his dad didn't call him that. Another thing is also Dan has a secret he hasn't told anyone other than his mum. Now that she's dead, no one knows. He wants to tell Phil, but he is all Dan has left. He would rather face death than lose him. He is in pain and has been so alone for so long but Phil kept the hope alive.
'It's my dad. You see, I have something about me that normal people don't have, and my dad knows somehow, and well.. He has been-' Dan feels himself shaking and his head starts to ache. Tears well in his eyes, making the world a blur.
'Look there's someone i really like and i don't think they like me back. My dad figured who it is by himself and he's not happy. He, um… gets drunk a lot and likes to hit me and taunt me about it.' Phil hooks Dan into tight embrace, he had never hugged Dan before. He shook like a earthquake as he breaks like a crashing wave on the shore of reality.
'I think you should tell her how you feel. Your dad, I can't do anything about that really but..'
'Phil…' Dan says with a burn of a blush grazing across his face, 'it's not a she, it's a he..'
Dan pulls back from Phil and stares at the ground scratching his messy hair.
'Wh- wait, you're gay?' Phil asks still keeping his eyes on the red faced Dan who is.
'Yeah and the person I like..' Dan pauses for a second, 'is.. Is you, Phil.' a soft smile creeps across his face. Dan looks up and chuckles awkwardly.
'I'm so happy Dan, because I like you too.' Phil grabs Dan black Pokemon jumper by the collar and presses his soft lips to his. Dan puts his hand gently on Phil's jaw line and Phil moves his lips on Dan's intensifying the kiss to a deep and heating make out. The cool breeze wraps around the two boys intertwined in each other passion and lust. The smell of Dan's cigarettes lingers in Phil's nose as he edges away from Dan breaking the kiss.
'Can we go back to yours? I know your parents aren't home so we can do as we please.' asks Phil, craving what he can soon have for himself.