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Hey everyone, so this is the next chapter of a polite stranger so...yeah and warning this chapter is going to be intense in a few parts, so reader discretion is advised.


"I'm fine Phil...can...can we just go home." Said Dan softly, Phil nodded, as Dan immediately began walking down the stret back towards the flat. What was Jaccoby's plan? Was it to murder his friends? He hoped not, he sighed and tried not to stand so close to Phil...his eyes darting every which way, not wanting Andrew to see him. Though immediately he felt guilty about it...he didn't want to hurt Phil, and he honestly didn't..but it was either this, or see Phil get hurt by Andrew, and he didn't want that to happen either. Then he stopped, and realized..with Andrew watching him, what if he knew where they lived? What if one day Phil was alone and he wasn't and..and Andrew came? His eyes widened, and it became harder to breathe. His eyes darting everywhere as faces and people began to mesh together, he covered his ears as the whispering started.

"Dan?" Said Phil, immediately placing his hands on Dan's shoulders. He could see the tears forming in Dan's eyes, and how he was beginning to hyperventilate and panic.

"Dan, Dan..I need you to listen to me..ok? everything, is going to be ok..now, we're going to take some deep breaths ok?" Said Phil, in a calm even tone, Dan nodded and sighed. As he did as Phil instructed, but there was still that gnawing fear in the pit of his stomach, and the feeling kept coming. He groaned lightly, and felt the corners of his vision get fuzzy. He leaned on Phil, as the older man took him back to the flat, and up to his room. He laid Dan down on the bed, and lightly ran a hand through his brown hair.

" Oh Bear, I'm so sorry..." Said Phil softly, Dan shook his head and and took Phil's hand in his.

" No Phil, I'm sorry...I shouldn't have gotten mad at you, and I'm sorry I hurt you...I do't deserve, someone as great as you." Said Dan softly, as he tried to hold back the tears. Immediately Phil shook his head, and caressed Dan's face.

"No, Dan don't talk like that...ok? What you really don't deserve is to be sad, you're an amazing person, who I love very much...who a lot of people love." Said Phil softly, as he kissed Dan's cheek. Dan sighed once more, and sniffed as he felt the tears begin to fall now. He looked at the doorway, and gripped Phil's hand tighter before looking up to him, feeling so silly and childish but..he was out there. He looked back up at Phil and sat up.

"I know you won't believe me...but...I saw him Phil, and he...he said he was going to fuck up my life and...and I know you think I'm crazy believe me I know how I sound right now. But Phil, you have to believe me...please." Said Dan pleadingly. Phil looked down at Dan, and honestly it wasn't that he didn't believe him..it was just that to him it didn't make any sense, if Andrew was back why did he wait all this time? Why now? Where was he? He looked to Dan who shook his head and laid back down facing away from Phil. Immediately Phil felt incredibly guilty. He got up, and walked away leaving Dan there.

"Isn't the job of a boyfriend supposed to be to love someone?" Said a voice that made Dan's skin crawl. He closed his eyes tightly, and huddled into a ball. " He's supposed to love you, to believe you, to be there for you, like you are for him."

"No, he doesn't have to...Phil's done enough for me...I'm probably just annoying him, like I always have been. All I do is hurt him, I made him feel bad, I started the fight..I annoy him, and I'm putting his life in danger...he deserves someone better, someone good, someone who can make him happy." Said Dan softly, before closing his eys and sighing.

Dan looked around, he was in a flat...Andrew's flat...he slowly looked to the couch, and closed his eyes. Remembering how Andrew, had grabbed his arms roughly and held him there, as he kissed him everywhere...he remembered feeling his hot breath on his neck, and the cold shivers it gave him. He opened his eyes, and saw Andrew sitting there on the couch and looking up at him.

" You look like you're remembering some good times." Said Andrew, Dan narrowed his eyes at him.

" Good times my arse, now what do you want?" Said Dan, Andrew stood up and made his way over to him. His cold dark eyes looking down at him, as he lightly stroked Dan's cheek.

"What do you think?" He replied, when Dan pulled away from him, making him chuckle. "I've wanted to have you back for a long time, ever since we met..I've wanted to do two things, either kill you...or keep you all to myself, and honestly..I'd be good with either option."

" You're sick, I don't want anything to do with you...ok, now leave me and my friends alone." Said Dan, still glaring at him.

" What friends Dan? The friends who probably wouldn't even give you the time of day, if you weren't famous? Can you honestly, really tell me their your friends? where are they now? You know something, I think you have complex or something..you support your these people you call friends, you're devoted to them, you praise them, and yet...when it comes to your own problems you push everyone away. You're nothing but their dog...just like with Phil. You will defend Phil to the ends of the earth, but when has he ever done that for you?" Said Andrew, Dan shook his head in response.

" They don't need to..my friends and my boyfriend, don't need to prove themselves to me...I love my friends, I love Phil, and I'm not going to let you hurt anyone I care about. " Said Dan, when Andrew laughed once more.

"Oh, silly, naive Dan...the solution is simple, just leave it all behind...they don't need you, infact everyone would be so much happier without you in their lives..plus, they'll be safer without you. No matter where you go, I will always be nearby...and I promise you, that I will get what I want. So why not just avoid, all this spilt blood and come with me willingly. " Said Andrew, as he leaned in and whispered in Dan's ear.

"Be mine Dan, mine and mine alone...to keep them safe."

Dan woke up, and sighed softly. He looked up, and saw that it was morning he knitted his brow and looked at the time. Currently it was ten in the morning, he stretched and after changing into sweatpants and a random t shirt, due to having slept in his clothes last night. He made his way to the lounge, where Phil was on his laptop. He went over, and sat down next to him.

"Hey, morning sleepy head." Said Phil with a small smile. Dan smiled softly, and kissed Phil before leaning against him. He chuckled, when he saw that Phil was eating his cereal, he immediately cast Phil a knowing look making Phil chuckle.

"Sorry, I ran out of my cereal.." He replied, with a small sheepish smile. Dan rolled his eyes affectionately, and laughed.

"It's alright, I'll pick some up later." Said Dan, when he remembered the dream, he looked at Phil, who went back to munching on the cereal and watching tv. His brown eyes trailing to Phil's shoulder...he remembered the last time, he did something like that, Phil had gone after him and gotten hurt when he didn't have to. Phil turned to Dan, who seemed to be deep in thought.

"Are you ok?" Asked Phil in concern.

" Yeah, I'm...just thinking of stuff, I'm ok." Said Dan, looking up with a small smile. Phil placed a hand over his, his blue eyes looking on at him in concern.

"Are you sure?" Asked Phil, Dan nodded and sighed as he leaned against Phil.

"Yeah, I'm sure..."