Hi, guys! So, this is my first phanfiction on this site and I'm SUPER excited although my writing sucks. Anyway, I'd like to apologize to the few readers I have for some errors, I'm not the greatest typist and I absolutely despise editing things. Also, sorry if I don't update this all the time, I'm busy (watching Dan and Phil...) and usually get writers block, say, every 7 minutes. Also, I'd like to say every view, vote and comment makes me so incredibly happy I can't even explain! Also, please leave suggestions for a playlist I could listen to while writing this! Also, this story is on wattpad as well, and my other band/youtuber fanfictions are there, too. If I am happy with a story of those fandoms, it will go on both, but if I don't like it much it's just on wattpad. for me, honestly has my game/book fandom stories on it, with the exceptions of the successful/ the ones I like youtuber/band fanfictions. WOW that was confusing... long story short, game/book fandoms are on and youtuber/band are on wattpad, where my successful ones will be on both! ANYWAY, enjoy! 3 :3 -Waterthorn
Dan hazily woke up as his alarm on his phone blared into his ear. He slammed on the dismiss button, got up, and stepped into the shower, allowing the hot water pound down on his skull. About 15 minutes later, Dan's hair was straightened and he was fully dressed in some black skinny jeans, a light green jumper and a purple flower crown he got from London on a school trip a while back. He grabbed a piece of toast and an apple his mother left for him on the table and picked his skateboard from the corner of the room. Although he didn't look like he skateboarded to school, and pretty much everywhere else, it was the best way to get around without having to pester his mom to use the car consistently. As he got to school, he quickly put his skateboard in his locker, thanking that his locker was near an entrance. He opened had just opened his locker when Chris showed up.
"FAIRY, what makes you think you can get away without beating pounded like you deserve?!"
Dan remained silent, simply placing the crown in his locker, not wanting it to get damaged. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Soon enough, Chris slammed Dan's hand in his own locker, whispering, "Die, fairy scum." After 10 incredibly painful seconds of Dan whimpering in pain, Chris left, tripping Dan, and walking to first period. Dan stood up, nearly screaming as he pulled his fingers out of his locker and walked to the bathroom, tears running down his face.
-Later-
Dan sat by the willow tree, attempting not to cry as his hand was swollen and red. He had noticed Phil wasn't there, and Dan wasn't sure how to feel. Did Dan want Phil there to comfort him, or would Phil just hurt him? Dan didn't know what he wanted, so he just took out his iPod and listened to some Fall Out Boy and Muse. He noticed a boy with curly brown hair walk up to him.
"Hello?"
"Hi! I'm PJ, but all my friends call me Peej! I noticed you seemed kind of... lonely."
"Dan Howell, but I'm fine. But thanks."
"Aww, Dan. I'm not gunna let you be lonely, here, have my number." PJ handed Dan his phone and Dan punched in his number, and gave PJ his phone.
"See you around, Dan!"
The rest of the day boring. Nothing happened, besides Dan wondering where Phil was, and what PJ was doing. Lots of boring doodles and daydreams. Mostly about Phil's blue eyes (Man, you could go swimming in them) and the way his snake-bites pierced his light pink lips, and his beautiful black hair dyed blue... NO. Dan was NOT going to think that way about Phil. He still wasn't sure what the whole thing was anyway. Without realizing it, he had draw Phil's lips. He quickly tore out the page, hoping nobody saw the sketch. The bell rang, for the last time that day, and Dan smiled. Finally, they day was over. He ran to his locker, getting his bag and his dropping off his unnecessary textbooks. He got out his skateboard, and started to head home. All he wanted to do was text Phil, to see if he was okay.
"Dan... Phil is fine. You're overreacting, he probably misses school a lot. And you shouldn't text him, he probably just gave you his number to be nice, he just wants to hurt you, you're so annoying, clingy, desperate..."
Dan suddenly wasn't skating so fast anymore. He slowed down, until he stopped entirely.
"No, no, no, no, no... Not now, please. No."
Dan took a deep breath and started to stake again. If he was going to have a panic attack, he needed to at least have one home, not that he had a voice in when they came, but sometimes he could prolong them for a few minutes.
"Come on, Dan. 10 minutes. You got this."
Dan skated home as fast as he could, faster then ever. He collapsed at his doorstep, out of breath, due to the panic attack and skating home so fast. He sat down his bag and his skateboard, sitting down on the ground. He put his knees up, and put his head between them. He focused on breathing, and calming himself down, by imagining a peaceful and happy place. He imagined the room with the fairy lights, with Phil, wrapping his tattooed arms around Dan, speaking soothing words to him. Phil putting his hand on Dan's jaw, and lifting his head up-
"DANIEL!"
"GAH! Oh, PJ?!"
"Yes, Dan! It's PJ! What are you doing curled up on your doorstep in the pouring rain?"
"It's raining?"
"Yes, and your bag is soaked! Are you alright, dude?"
"Umm.. come in, I'm sure my mom won't mind."
"Okay..." PJ shook his hair out, sending water drops everywhere, and ran his hands through his curly hair, which Dan found incredibly attractive, but he still liked Phil. Dan picked up his bag and tried to open the door, discovering it was locked.
"Umm, I guess my mom's not home..." He got out his key from his bag, to discover nothing got thoroughly soaked, but the sketch of Phil's lips was drenched, with the ink from the black pen dripped down the paper. He pulled out, audibly sighing.
"OH MY GOD IS THAT-" Dan slapped his hand over PJ's mouth.
"HUSH. If my brother's home, he really doesn't need to know what I draw in my free time."
PJ giggled uncontrollably, stepping inside of Dan's home after Dan unlocked the front door.
"Dan? Is that you?"
"NO, Adrian, it's a murderer."
"Oh, shut it, Dan. OH, is that your BOYFRIEND?"
"NO! He's just a friend!"
"Oh, yeah, he sure looks like a 'friend'. An insanely hot one at that."
"Heh, heh... thanks..." PJ blushed , realizing the fact he was just called "insanely hot" by his friends little brother. (AWKWARD LEVEL 100%)
"ADRIAN! SHUT UP!"
"Oh, so he is your boyfriend!"
"COME ON, PEEJ."
"DAN AND PJ, K-I-S-S-I-N-G-"
"I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL SLIT YOUR THROAT IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP RIGHT NOW."
PJ looked at the floor, blushing even worse than before.
"Come on, before he has something else to say." Dan said, after reading a note saying that his mother had to go to the store. The duo walked upstairs in quiet conversation.
"You're gay?"
"No, I'm bi."
"That's cool. I've got a boyfriend. His name's Chris."
"Awesome. Well, I should probably explain what happened out there. I've got anxiety. And I... umm... started freaking out about Phil, and I had a panic attack."
"What's going on there with Phil anyway?"
"I... um... really like him. He wants to be my friend or something, I guess."
"WHAT?! PHIL LESTER WANTS TO BE YOUR FRIEND?!"
"WHO'S PHIL?" Adrian shouted from downstairs.
"ADRIAN! NONE OF YOUR FREAKING BUSINESS!" Dan screamed.
"OOOHHHH! I'M TELLING MOM! SHE SAID NOT TO SAY THAT WORD!"
"OH, PLEASE. I'VE HEARD YOUR CONVERSATIONS WITH THAT ZACH GUY!"
PJ laughed. "He's annoying, isn't he?"
"Oh my God, you don't even know, but I love him to death."
"Aww! Well, anyway, Lester!"
"Well, he showed me to the closet," Dan observed the look on PJ's face. "Oh, be quiet. Well, we talked, we exchanged numbers... and he tried to kiss me."
"PHIL LESTER TRIED TO KISS YOU?!"
"OOOOHHHHHH!" Adrian called from downstairs.
"Yes... I think. I turned off the lights to leave, and we bumped into each other and he grabbed my wrist, but nothing actually happened."
"WELL, I SHIP IT!"
"WHAT ARE WE SHIPPING? PHAN?!"
"ADRIAN, THAT IS ENOUGH FROM YOU!"
"YOU LOVE ME!"
"PJ. Get rid of him. PLEASE!" Dan begged.
"Nope! You're doomed for an eternity with him."
"UGH!"
"Dan, sweetie? Are you talking to yourself again?"
"No, I have a friend over!"
"Okay, then! Why doesn't he stay for dinner?"
"Come on, Peej, let's go downstairs."
"Hello, Mrs. Howell."
"Mom, this is PJ, a friend from school!"
"Oh, why, PJ, why don't you stay for dinner?"
"I would, but I have to get going. Bye, Mrs. Howell!"
"Goodbye, PJ!"
-Later-
Dan was going to bed as his phone buzzed.
;)Phil: Hey, Danny.
Dan: Hey, Phil? A) Why is ur name ;)Phil in my phone and B) don't call me Danny
;)Phil: Idk ask my parents why they named me Phil
Dan: Smart alec!
;)Phil: You know you love it. ;)
Dan: Why weren't you at school 2day?
;)Phil: Allergies.
Dan: Suuurreee
;)Phil: Well, I had a speech 2day in history
Dan: KNEW IT! I'm sleepy. C U tomorrow?
;)Phil: Of course bby 3
;)Phil is offline
Dan found it funny how one emoji and word could send his mind flying and his heart pounding.
