Okay, at this point, I should warn you, that I am from Finland, and my english isn't maybe perfect, but at least it's something. And I've wrote this whole story already, and I just put it into chapters and upload them every now and then. I don't know if this is going to be that long story, i seriously don't know, 'cause I haven't put it into chapters yet, but I still hope you like it!

-Mari

"After school, are you going to the mall? 'Cause I heard that Miranda is going, and she really wants you to be there too", Jason asked from Phil, pretty loudly, and Phil was pretty sure he did it on purpose. Phil turned around and stared at Jason. "What? I only asked you a question", Jason muttered and sat down to his seat.

"Well I don't know about that, but we need to talk, after this class", Phil said and turned around just as their teacher came in to the class.

Dan sat on his seat, staying quiet. He didn't want to interrupt Phil and Jason, and he knew that Jason didn't really like him. Even though the class had already started, Dan pulled out his phone and kept it under the desk so that the teacher wouldn't notice. He was curious about what Phil was really goign to do after school. He knew that Phil was pretty much a player, and he really didn't want to come out of the closet, but was he still going to meet other people when he was practically dating Dan? He started to text.

"Yeah Phil, what are you gonna do after school?" he sent. He didn't really mind texting on this class, he wasn't into history.

"You should really wipe that text off of your forhead, your parents are gonna kill you." Phil sent back.

"Since when did you care?"

"Since we started dating. And no, I'm not going to the mall after school. I think I have other plans."

"Like what?"

"I can help you get rid of that text on your forhead. I'll meet you at your house?" A smile spread across Dan's face.

"Excuse me, mr. Howell. What's so funny about this? Do you enjoy looking at paintings of dead people?" the teacher asked pretty loud, and Dan lifted his gaze from his phone to the angry teacher. He shook his head quickly.

"No, no mr.", Dan muttered.

"That's what I thought", the teacher said and went back to showing more pictures of bodys to his class, that wasn't paying attention at all. Who the hell enjoyed watching those pictures?

"Sure", Dan texted to Phil and tugged his phone back in to his pocket, still smiling.

Just as Phil was putting his phone back in to his pocket, he got another message. But it wasn't from Dan, it was from Jason. He turned around to look at Jason. Jason just smirked and motioned for Phil to turn around and act like he was paying attention to the class.

"So you're picking that guy over Miranda and her gorgeous, smoking hot body?" Jason had texted. Phil was pretty frustrated and sick of Jason teasing him all the time. Before he could even answer the text message, he got another one. "You're pretty cute couple, maybe they are gonna pick you two for the prom king and prom queen", it said.

"That's all you got? Seriously, just shut up. Like I said, I'll talk to you later, after this class at the bathroom, when it's empty. K?" Phil sent him back, hoping that Jason would end the teasing. Phil just needed to come up with some crap, so that Jason wouldn't tell anyone about him being gay, and that Jason would stop teasing him. It was really annoying.

"K."

"So, our little Lester is gay, who knew?" Jason asked with a smirk on his face, and leaned on the sinks of the bathroom.

"Jason, seriously, stop it", Phil said and threw his bag towards Jason. Jason flinched a bit and laughed again. He thought he was so funny. "It's not like that, we're not-"

"You're not what? Gay? A perfect little couple?" Jason asked, and Phil was really close to punching his best friend.

"We're not together, we're not a couple and I'm not gay", Phil said and stared at Jason in the eyes. Jason looked a bit surprised. "Nothing happened in that storage, okay?"

"C'mon Phil, I know you take girls, I mean people, in there only to make out with them. I'm not stupid, we've been friends since kindergarten", Jason said. "Don't lie to me, that's not gonna help, I am gonna tease you about this", he added and smiled again.

"Okay, yeah, we made out in there, but I'm not gay. We're not a couple", Phil said, trying desperately to convince his friend.

"So, you're coming at the mall to meet Miranda?" Jason asked. "She's really into you, even when you were with Lisa, she wanted you, and now that you're not with Lisa anymore, she can have you. You want her right? You're not gay, right?" Jason asked. And finally Phil nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I'll go to the mall to meet Miranda", he admitted and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"Who are you taking to the prom, by the way just asking?" Jason asked and grabbed Phil's bag from the floor. "I thought that I could hook up with Miranda's friend, what's her name again? Oh yeah, Samantha, is that cool? 'Cause I know you had this thing with her-"

"Yeah, yeah, take whoever you want", Phil muttered cutting Jason off.

"Sorry Dan, I can't come today, something came up. But I'll see you tomorrow at school?" Phil sent to Dan and tugged his phone in his pocket again.

"Are you gonna take Miranda to the prom?" Jason asked. Phil just shrugged and took his bag from Jason. "Miranda would die if you asked her", Jason started.

"That fucker", Dan muttered as he walked in to his house. He wanted to smash his phone to the floor. Of course Phil had cancelled, why would he want to be with Dan, when he could be with Miranda? Dan didn't text back at Phil. He spend the whole night in the bathroom, trying desperately to get that text off of his forhead. And when he needed to eat, he put a hat on his head. His father didn't say anything about the hat, and his mom just told him to take it off. When Dan didn't take it off, she wasn't bothered to do anything.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow!" Phil shouted at Jason, who was already walking towards his own home. As soon as Jason dissapeared from Phil's sight, Phil took his phone and called to Dan.

"Yeah?" Dan's sleepy voice asked. Phil had not noticed that the clock was already past ten, and he didn't realize that Dan could be asleep already.

"Oh shit, sorry, did I wake you up?" Phil asked apologizing.

"N-no", Dan said. "Or yes, but that doesn'r matter. Why did you call?" he asked, and he sounded like he was yawning. A light chuckle escaped Phil's lips as he walked on the empty streets.

"I just wanted to know, are you okay? You didn't text me back", Phil admitted. Sometimes he was just worried about Dan. Sometimes Dan was hard to read, and usually there really was something to worry about him, but not always. And it was hard to know when Phil had to worry, and when not.

"Yeah, I was just busy trying to get this text off of my forhead", Dan lied.

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Well did you get it off? Or did your parents kill you?" Phil asked smiling as he stepped up the stairs to his house's front porch.

"Well as you can hear, I'm alive. And you can see it tomorrow. But right now I need to get some sleep. Good night Phil", Dan said.

"Good night Dan", Phil said just before Dan could hang up.