A/N- I'll do these at the bottom of the chapters :-) this chapter does contain a lot of swearing and use of homophobic language so I apologise in advance for that.
Phils P.O.V
'So phil...' I glanced up from looking down at our now separated hands, I felt as though I was drowning. Drowning in the depths of dans chocolate brown eyes. You could get lost in them. I felt his eyes bearing into mine, looking and exploring what could possibly lie underneath.
The longer he looks into your eyes the more he is interested in you. If he can't look into your eyes long enough, there is a great chance he just wants to conquer you. After that he will leave you just like everybody else does, or maybe like last time use you for his own personal gain. You're just as naive and stupid as last time aren't you. Are you ever going to learn? How many times are you going to make this mistake?
I'm not naive and stupid! I have only made that mistake once! Once! How was I supposed to know HE was going to be my worst nightmare. Maybe Dan is different, maybe he is nothing like HIM!
Stop being optimistic would you? Of course Dan will be just like HIM, everybody you practically know is like HIM, what makes Dan any different?
I have no way I could answer that, because I don't know what makes him different, I hope he is different.
'If you don't mind me asking, phil could you help me find my form room, I'm completely lost and I have no idea where I'm going'
'Oh, erm sure, who do you have as your form tutor?' Dan glances at timetable looking for his tutors name
'I have Mrs Swan'
'Well that's lucky then'
'Lucky?'
'Yeah, Mrs Swan is also my form tutor so we're both going to the same place'
'Ha ha ha, I guess that is lucky then, well then lead the way, don't want to be late now do we?'
'I guess so, lets go then' I started to walk down the noisy corridor, with dan trailing behind me trying to keep up with me as to not get lost amongst the other students in the corridor. About one minute later we made to our form room.
The room is already full students sat in their seats, chatting amongst themselves waiting for form to end in ten minutes time. Oh the joys of form (!) The worst 10 minutes of the entire day for me. Being sat in a room full of people that hate me isn't exactly my idea fun or entertaining, it's hell. We enter the room, and I quickly walk to my seat at the back of the room in the corner, blocking out the usual insults as I go. I quickly sit down and wait for this nightmare to be over.
Dans P.O.V
Form.
I really do hate form times, not because of the teachers or its length of time, it's the students I hate.
By hate, I mean detest, despise, loath. They sit there and judge you and your every move, like they own you when they don't. Thinking their opinions is gospel and the god honest truth, when in fact it's complete and utter bullshit. I respect the fact they have an opinion and that they choose to share it, but I just can't stand what comes out their mouths.
Well, here goes nothing. I enter my new form slowly behind phil, who is now sat down at his seat at the back. Wow he does move fast. I walk over to misses desk to introduce myself, better make a good first impression
'Hello, you must be Dan'
'Yep, that's me'
'I'm Mrs Swan and I'll be your form tutor for this year, if you have any questions feel free to ask, and you'll sit next to Phillip at the back. Do you have any questions?'
'Nope I don't think so'
'Alright then, go take your seat and have a good first day' she smiled at me as she finished her sentence.
'Bad luck there mate! You're going to be sat next that faggot for the rest of year, be careful though you might catch something from him' what's up with this jackass? Is there a ten foot pole stuck up his ass? I'm assuming so by that comment. Who does he think he is? The fucking Queen of Sheba? I think that suits that dick quite well.
'Well it's a good thing you're not a doctor then isn't it?'
'Excuse me?'
'Well if you were doctor you would know that you can't catch being gay, it's impossible and I'm assuming that's you what you meant when you used the term faggot?'
'Ooh we got ourselves a nerd' achieving sniggers from the surrounding people.
Way to go Dan, way to go! Seriously well done! Not only have you gained a shitload of attention towards yourself, you retaliated to him by being a sassy twat like usual, well done! What a way to start a new school.
'Nerd? Really? Just because I can use the English language correctly, that doesn't make me a nerd'
'Whatever, faggot'
'Oh how original (!)'
I go over to my assigned quickly, in a hope he won't say anything more, honestly I really don't feel like arguing on my first day. I sat down and glanced over at phil who was now staring at me with his gorgeous blue eyes, wait... Did I just say his eyes are gorgeous? Who am I kidding ? His eyes are beautiful. I could drown in them if he would let me. He quickly looked away as he caught my gaze. Staying silent as did so. This is how we remained for the rest of form , sat in a silence that wasn't comfortable but wasn't awkward either.
'Alright then guys, off you go to first lesson have a good day guys!' Wow she certainly is chirpy! Oh fuck it's end of form and I have no idea where I'm going. Phil shot up from his chair and practically ran out the door, well done dan you just gave his tormentors another reason to make his life a misery!
I got up slowly and made my way towards the door to make my way to the first lesson of the day.
Maths.
Seriously? I have maths first thing this morning and on my first day! Well this just gets better and better (!) Well at least my classroom is just down the corridor from here, not that much of a walk. As I made my way to maths, I could hear laughter and taunting from around the corner of my maths classroom. It wasn't just one voice of laughter, it sounded like six or seven more. My curiosity got the better of me- so I decided to check out what was going on. As I approached the corner turning to a dead end corridor, the voices and laughter became louder and easier to hear...
'Go on jake, give that fag everything he deserves'
'I think you're a disgusting human being that is nothing but an infection that passes around and never leaves. You're a worthless parasite that everybody hates also you're worth less than a fuck you' WHAT A DICK! What gives him the right to even that! There is nothing wrong with being gay! It's not like it affects him personally! The homophobic dick! How dare he talk to somebody like that! Wait who was he talking to? I edged closer and closer to the corner until I could people there came closer into my view. That's when I saw him. By him I mean the person whose at the receiving end of that vile use of language. It was phil! They have him held up by his shirt against the wall. It's jake that's holding home there! He looks like the boy from form I had a 'discussion' with this morning, wait that is him! I have to do something to help him! I have to! I'm not going to let them do this to him!
'What the fuck are doing to him?'
'Nothing that concerns the likes of ...oh ... ha ha ha oh look boys it's the posh bastard from form here to save his boyfriend isn't that sweet'
'Put phil down now! you vile bastard! he hasn't done anything wrong!'
'Or what? Are you gonna hit me? ' he sniggered at me, what a prick
'No Dan! Please don't do anything stupid!' Tears threatening to spill from his gorgeous blue eyes.
'Oi faggot! Shut up no one asked for your opinion did they? No I didn't think so, so then Dan since that's your name, are going to hit me? Because well I'm tired of waiting and I have better things to be doing than waiting around'
'No, I'm gonna do this...'
That's when I charged at full force towards him. He toppled towards the floor, realising phil from his grasp before he hit the floor. I got back up and edged my way towards phil, taking him by the hand and sprinting towards the nearest toilets, that I had seen on my way into school. Ignoring the shouting that jake was doing
'You're going to pay for that posh boy! You and that faggot! Do you hear me! You're gonna pay!'
I carried on sprinting towards the toilets, phil still in tow with me as I still have clasp of his hand. Not that I cared at all. I love his touch. It feels safe and warm, like I never wanted to let go.
When we reached the toilets, I swung the door open just wide enough for me and phil to fit through. As the door closed, I let go off phil's hand and looked into his tear stained eyes for a moment before he came closer to me, capturing me into a tight hug, sobbing into my shoulder. I let him, seeing someone so vulnerable like this broke my heart, especially when you love that person. I know what you're thinking, how can I possibly love him? Although I know nothing about him, i feel as though I have known him my whole life. We stood like this for what feels like forever, his sobs had now turned into small whimpers and sniffling then to silence. He pulled away from the embrace and sat down on the floor leaning against the wall, I decided to join him there. As I sat down, I looked at him. I mean really looking at him. He is beautiful. How could people bully somebody so perfect and beautiful that's phil? His eyes are like deep blue oceans, which you don't mind drowning in every time you gaze into them, or how his hair falls perfectly in place with out any effort. I bet his smile is just as amazing, I'd like to see him smile, just once or twice just to see how perfect it is. We sat in a comfortable silence, letting our thoughts over take us.
'Thanks, Dan' phil said finally breaking the silence
'For what?'
'Saving me from jake and for standing up for me really. Nobody has ever done that for me ever'
'Well you're welcome, I'm glad I'm the first who has stood up for you, I wasn't going to let him talk to you like that'
There it is! His smile! He's smiling! His smile is amazing and perfect. Just like I imagined it would be. The way it just sits perfectly on his mouth. It's not fake, it's a real smile.
'Hey, how come you stopped talking to me in form?' Phil's head turned to the side with confused looked appearing on his face
'Oh yeah, sorry about that. I guess I didn't trust you, I thought you would be like everyone else, like jake and his gang and HIM, making me trust them then crushing me'
'Whose HIM?'
'I can't tell you, HE would kill me if I told anybody'
'Told anybody what phil? Whose HIM? Phil if you're trouble I'll help you! Please tell me'
'I can't tell you! HE would kill me if I said anything!'
'Okay, I won't prey then. So why do you trust me now? Well I assume you trust me because you're talking to me'
'You did something that they never did for me, you stood up for me when you didn't have to, you could have just watched and joined in, but you didn't, you helped me and it shown me that you were different to the others'
'Thank you for trusting me, I know how you feel, being gay really isn't easy when you're in a homophobic school which sucks'
'You're gay?'
'Yeah, I thought you knew that? Remember this morning when we were talking?'
'I thought you were kidding, just so I would trust you'
'Nope I wasn't kidding, so we have 2 options : one we return to lessons and carry the school day constantly looking over shoulders for jake and that lot or option 2 we ditch this place for the day and do something way more fun like going to the parlour going to my house to play some video games?get to know each other a bit more, I honestly prefer option 2 I feel like I finally found my first friend'
'Option 2 it is then, and I feel the same' with that we both stood up and made our way out of the toilets and out of the school building, our pace quickened as we walked through the yard to reach the gate to leave the school.
As we left the school, we started talking about things we liked and what we were interested in. It turns out we have a lot in common. One of his favourite bands is muse! At least he has a good taste in music. As we talked we made our to the deserted part of the park so we wouldn't be bothered by passers by. We made our way over to closest bench and sat down, discussing Pokemon characters as we did. As we sat down, phil's phone interrupted us by signalling to phil he had a new message. He slowly took his out of pocket and checked to see who had sent it. His facial expression changed as he read it, from one of happiness and content to fear.
'Phil... Are you okay? Whose the text from?'
'I-I'm fine... I-it's from HIM'
A/N- okay so I know this has been posted really late and I'm sorry about that! That reason being I was planning the rest of the story out, so far I have planned 20 chapters and a sequel, also I procrastinated a lot writing this chapter so sorry about that. Also I will again apologise for the homophobic language used in parts of it, I had to rewrite those parts about ten times, I felt horrible writing it so I'm sorry about that. I'm also sorry about any grammar and spelling mistakes I'm using my iPhone to write the chapters and autocorrection is seriously bad on it.
