You're probably wondering how we escaped, right?
Well, I may have hated school but I did love drama. I guess I didn't mention that before. Anyway, being in every school play that had ever been put on, I knew about every little secret entrance and exit in that place. The stage had a trap door.
That was our escape route
We managed to slip out, completely missing the worst of the fire. I was amazed it worked really.
The thing that haunted me the most about that day was the look Chris gave me. He looked so terrified. He just. It scared me. Scared me that he actually cared about me that much to get upset. I haven't seen him since.
That's probably for the best.
After the fire Phil and I had to keep moving for a long time. We were constantly moving from town to town, absolutely terrified we would be found.
But they never did find us
Apparently the fire burnt the whole school. They had to close it down completely it was that bad. Since it was burnt so badly, they gave up looking for any bodies. We were just lucky I guess. I heard that it was reported as a suicide. Well it was reported like that in all the papers and such. We lay low until it all blew other. We somehow managed to live of the last of the money we had both saved.
It was kinda nice actually
Well, not constantly living in fear that we would be discovered, but being with him. He was always so nice. Even in the most stressful situations, he would never get angry at me. No matter what stupid thing I did. I nearly got us caught once. I cried for hours after.
I was so scared
But he didn't even get angry. He just held me in his arms, telling me everything was okay. It was moments like those where I got that overwhelming feeling.
You know
That feeling you get when you just feel all warm and fuzzy. Just, I don't know. It just makes you feel so loved. Makes you feel like you're the happiest person in the world, as well as the luckiest. I really was the luckiest person in the world to have someone as kind as Phil.
He loved me for who I was
Even with all my insecurities. I hated myself, for just so many reasons. So he'd tell me everyday, no matter what, that I was beautiful. Through all my anxiety and panic attacks he would be there. Always ready to comfort me.
He really loved me
And that made me feel completely amazing
"What you thinking about?"
I smiled as I felt his arms wrap around me from behind, a small kiss being placed on my head. It was only then that I realized id been staring out the window for about the last twenty minutes. I was terrible for daydreaming. Even now three years later.
"Dan?" he asked softly, tightening his grip around me.
"Sorry" I apologized, placing my hands over his "I was just thinking"
"I know you were, you always make that face when you're thinking?
"I do?" I asked softly, a small smile creeping onto my face. I turned around in his arms, lacing my arms around his neck
"You do" he replied, gently pressing his lips against mine. "How was your day?"
"Fine. Nothing that exciting"
"Just staring out the window all day?" he added with a small smirk
I smiled at him, nodding as a small blush covered my cheeks "I guess…But anyway, how was work?"
Phil had a job again. Obviously under a fake name but it was a decent job. He earned just enough money to keep us in our house. We now lived in a nice little village where no one knew us. Phil Lester and Daniel Howell had long been forgotten about. I really doubted anyone would even care if they saw us back home anymore.
"I have some good news about that actually"
"Yeah, what is it?"
He gently took my hands in his, smiling as he gazed into my eyes. "I got a huge raise at work today. Not only that but I got promoted" his smile turned into a huge grin as he told me.
He's still so adorable
"Thanks great" it was great. Amazing actually. Until now we'd been living carefully, watching every penny we spent. But now, now we could actually live leika normal couple. Well, as far as that stereotype of normal goes.
"Also, the Christmas tree is up. I did that while you were day dreaming"
The blush returned to my cheeks as I flashed him a small smile "Let's go see it then. Knowing you it'll be a mess"
"Hey!" he pouted, folding his arms over his chest before grinning at me again
Seriously. He's just so adorable. It's hard to believe he's the oldest.
He walked through, hand-in-hand to the living room where a perfect Christmas tree was standing. "It's perfect Phil. I love it"
"Really?" he asked, as if he really didn't believe me
"Of course, everything you do is perfect" and that was me embarrassing myself by saying overly cheesy things again. I swear I'm still like that seventeen year old awkward Dan. Even after all this time.
"Aw, Dan. You're so adorable"
"shudup"
He just laughed at me, wrapping his arms around me tightly.
"I'm sorry. I love you though"
I hugged him back tightly burying my head into his shoulder
"I love you too"
