(Sorry, can't be bothered to add a real author's note up here but there's one at the bottom.

Teacake.

Love you all!)

Dan's POV

He was right up close to me, almost on my lap, still dabbing at my face carefully with his sleeve, which, with regret I thought, was beginning to stain. His eyebrows furrowed in slightly and his soft lips pouted with concentration as I began to think deeply.

I know he said he trusted me, and as happy as I was to hear that, why didn't I fully believe him? Maybe it was because I was still out of my senses from the previous beating. Maybe it was because I wasn't expecting it. It felt wrong of me to feel like this though. Especially since as long as I knew Phil I've only pitied him, liked him even, and now to just mistrust him almost. Although that was too strong a word to use to describe how I was feeling.

He certainly proved himself trustful as he helped raise me up even though I knew he was in a worse state than me. Being the usual klutz I was I felt myself trip on my own grey sneakers as I stood up, and, with the support of Phil's pale arms, he steadied me slowly. For a few moments we watched each other silently before he took his arms off me and looked away bashfully.

"You might want to see the nurse about that," he said after a few minutes later grinning playfully as I remembered the same words I'd said to him the first time we had properly spoken.

"You're more hurt than I am though," I pointed out to him realistically as we began to slowly walk down the deserted corridor.

He nodded and then shrugged quickly as if he was unsure of what he was thinking. "But I'm used to it whereas you aren't" He replied helpfully.

"So what, you're going to be my nurse?" I asked trying to suppress a grin from imagining Phil posing ludicrously in a nurse's outfit before shaking my head slightly, trying to think of something more serious.

"Only if you'll be mine as well" His small smile was strained as he rubbed his sides again making me turn guiltily to him.

"I'm sorry, of course I will be!" I exclaimed and then realising how loudly I had suddenly said that. Grinning to Phil I continued, "You can count on me"

"I know I can," He says smiling up at me slightly and we walk on further. We're heading for the car park again and I'm open to the idea of skipping school again. It seems really insignificant right now.

We climbed into the car again and then it kind of happened. I went to turn just as Phil was turning to belt himself in and we then found ourselves face to face, close, very, very close.

My heart started beating really loudly, I mean really loudly. I'd be surprised if he hadn't heard me, I'd be surprised if the whole school didn't hear me. I felt feverish almost and the whole world kind of turned a little fuzzy if I'm honest. This wasn't the best time to think 'wow, this certainly feels more intimate, more love-ish than with Alice'.

He then coughed awkwardly which interrupted me and made me snap back to reality. I gave a quick dry chuckle and turned away to try and hide my now flaming, red face from his view.

When I turned to him again I saw that his face had dropped, his face had literally drained from the smile he had worn before that.

"So..." He started but I wasn't ready for whatever he had to say next.

"So shall we go to mine again then?" I interrupted without looking at him as I began to back the car out of the parking lot, my voice betraying me by going higher than usual.

Phil's POV

He looks guilty. I know what he's probably thinking. Acting isn't one of my strengths and least of all can I compose my face. But it isn't fair; he doesn't know what he's doing to me. Being so friendly, smiling so much, his eyes lighting up every time I say something.

Being so close to me.

It's so unfair.

All last night I've thought of nothing else. All morning he's been in my mind. Where I was bitter yesterday I'm now replaced with satisfaction. I've now gone ahead and gotten closer to him literally.

I don't want to admit it. Not for the clearly obvious reasons but because it makes me seem like I've wanted this or that I've been truly thinking about it deeply but...

Oh he's staring at me. I should have said something.

"So" I randomly begin, not even sure of what I'm going to say. What I'm going to reference to. It probably wasn't anything important for him anyway, but it was for me.

It really, really was.

His brown eyes stay firmly on the rear view mirror as he quickly interrupts me asking me if I wanted to go around his again, I'm surprised by how high his voice has gone.

"Oh. Sure. Yeah, why not?" I mutter firmly fixing my eyes out of the window as we drive quickly down the road, already on the route to his house anyway.

It's another awkward drive but by the time we reach his house he's over it. We chat as we walk into his house and this time I'm able to admire it more.

As he walks into the other room leaving me to stand in awe in his hallway I can't help but call out, "It's so big!"

His voice rings back through the door, "That's what she said!"

I give a small chuckle at this and follow him into the living room.

"Would you like me to go get you some ice?" He asked patting for me to sit on the sofa, "You know for your battle wounds and then I'll get get some malteasers for us to get over this traumatic morning"

"I'm alright for the ice but I'll have to say a very big yes to the malteasers!" I flash another smile until he walks out again satisfied.

I look around the living room and then grab a nearby cushion, holding it close to me. It has the same vanilla like smell to it that Dan has and, like that, I'm suddenly imagining Dan's smile, his brown eyes sparkly, his lips zooming in almost...

"Phil?"

I open my eyes suddenly and he's there holding some drinks and the promised malteasers.

"Are you okay?"

Not really.

"Yeah of course" I reply, betraying myself by doing so.

He nibbles his lips. The same ones I've been imagining about.

And that's when I continue my earlier thought:

I don't want to admit it. Not for the clearly obvious reasons but because it makes me seem like I've wanted this or that I've been truly thinking about it deeply but...

I think I'm beginning to fall in love.

A/N: Dun, Dun, Duuuuuuun!

Yes, major fluff but it's not going to be as easy as you might imagine! Moo ha ha! 3:)

So in this story I've turned all Shakespeare and invented some of my own words: Love-ish and there's another one but I can't find it.

I hope you enjoyed it!

CONFLICTING EMOTIONS FOR DAN AND PHIL ALERT!

But yeah, they have quite a few obstacles to get through first.

Because I'm evil and stuff.

I love you all! And please review some more because I love reading them!

CIAO FOR NOW!:D