Note: I decided to continue with this story, I really like it and it's kind of different from the other stories on my profile. Plus, I want to continue with the Phil x Dil. I can finally write better because I got the laptop that I wanted for Christmas and now I don't have to break my fingers trying to type on a small little tablet it was starting to cramp my style and lately I haven't been wanting to write anything because of it, but now they I have the laptop I'm hoping that chapters will come faster now.

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Written: December 26, 2016

(Dil's Pov)

(Phil's Pov)

"He'll cheer him on in secret."

Chapter One: He Cheers for Him

Dil has always went to Phil's game every chance he got, it was his favorite thing to do if he was being honest. To watch him make multiple threes and dunk the ball was amazing he was just so good at basketball it should be a crime. He would cheer for him but not loud enough so he could hear him or anything he was too shy and he didn't want anyone to know that he was at the game. He would hide himself underneath a hat and glasses, he just didn't feel like getting bullied after the game it would be annoying, he just wanted to have one thing that would be his without it turning sour at the end. His eyes would only watch him, he would only cheer for him and he would only pay attention to him that it was starting to think maybe he has an obsession if he was being honest with himself.

He especially didn't want his brother to know that he was at this game he would try to offer to come along and he didn't want to be spotted and bringing him along would be a stupid idea. He didn't want his parents to know because they would make a huge deal about it and try to make him things to swing around during the games to cheer and he didn't want to be spotted. He didn't even want Phil to know he was there, he was just too shy around him that he would die if he looked at him even once while playing the game.

When the game ended, he was sure to at least be the last few people to leave, he just didn't want to risk running into someone and his hat or glasses falling off and revealing himself to his bullies or even to Phil. He jumped off the last step of the bleachers with a huge smile, he was just happy that Phil had made the buzzer shot and their team won. It was enough to have anyone in the gym smiling from ear to ear. Now all he had to do was make it out the gym without any trouble and he can go home to his room to gush all over Phil and the shot he had just made.

Before he could leave the gym, he heard Phil voice calling out to someone it made him turn around, his eyes widen when he saw him running in his direction. He surely wasn't calling him was he, he was starting to panic did he notice him this time or was he just calling out to him for something else. Well he didn't use his name so he probably didn't know it was him or he probably didn't even know his name and that is freaking embarrassing.

"Hey, you dropped this," Phil held out his phone to him with a small smile.

He had dropped his phone? he hadn't noticed he would've went home and totally freaked out about losing his phone. He had some pictures that he wouldn't want anybody to see and he would die of embarrassment if anyone seen them. They would start to call him so many things like freak or whatever other people say. He was lucky it was Phil who found his phone and not someone else because they wouldn't have hesitated in opening his phone especially since he didn't have a lock he forgot them things easily.

"Thank you," he said quickly and grabbed his phone, he was about to walk away until Phil grabbed his wrist stopping him from leaving. His face was probably redder than the teams color, he could feel his heart dumping in his chest, like it wanted to leap out.

Dil slowly turned around to face his crush again and this time he felt like he was going to faint on the spot. This wasn't healthy for him, he just wants to go hide in a hole or something.

Phil moved closer to his face, "you look like someone." He released his wrist and started to go for his glasses to take them off.

His mind was racing he just have enough time to react to anything at all, it felt like time was going faster than the speed of light and his glasses were already off his face. He had been exposed and just didn't know how to react to any of this however he was freaking out in his mind. The last person that he wanted to be exposed by was exposing him.