Monster, How Should I feel? -A Phan Fiction-

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

It was a silent ride to Dan's house, but it was a nice silence. It was nice to just be able to think. Dan had the radio on and was muttering along to the words. I smirked when I heard him singing along to a Little Mix song.

"Little Mix, really?" I laughed, making Dan turn to me and blush. His face was as red as a tomato and he groaned slightly.

"I forgot you were in the car! That's what you get for being so fucking quite. You can listen to my singing all you want!" He cried, his face still red. 

I smirked at him, but went quite. Dan sung along to the music, louder this time. I have to admit, he was a good singer. 

We pulled up at a large house. No cars were parked in the driveway, so I was guessing his parents were at work. He jumped out the car and ran over to my side to help me out. Aw, he was so cute!

I let him help me out of the car and into his house, resting my whole weight on his side. We made it inside his house and he led me to his bedroom, where he then dumped me on his bed. "Okay, stay here and I'll be just a second." He said before dashing off down the hall.

I looked around the room, not bothering to follow him though I wanted to. I hurt too much, Dan's room was painted blue. There was a desk in the corner where a laptop sat along with heaps of papers, presumably homework, and a chest of drawers. The chest of drawers was covered in pictures, most of them of Dan and a woman who looked like she could be his mother. Dan looked young, around 7, and had chubby cheeks. I smiled at the picture, wishing I could look at it closer.

Dan came back a few minutes later, holding a first aid box and a wet tea towel. He sat on the bed next to me and started to wipe my face, getting rid of the dried blood. He then started down my body, wiping up any traces of blood he could find. 

"You didn't have to do this, you know." I told him as he started to apply some ointment to the cut on my cheek that I didn't even know I had. I winced slightly as it stung like hell, but didn't make a noise.

"I know, but I wanted to." He put down the tube of ointment and picked up a bandaid, placing it on my head. "Do you want me to kiss it better?" He asked jokingly, smirking at me.

I raised an eyebrow at him, "Uh, sure?" I wanted to see if he would do it. Dan hesitated for a moment, and then brought his lips to my head and kissed the bandaid, then pulled back smiling at me. I watched him, confused. Why did he actually do it? No straight man would. 

Dan bit his lip, "You need to take off your shirt." He mumbled, blushing slightly. 

I hesitated for a moment before nodding and gripped the hem of my shirt and started to pull it over my head. I paused for a moment when I reached just above my stomach because it hurt like hell.

"Here, let me help you." Dan said softly, taking my hands off the shirt and replacing it with his. He, then, proceeded to pull of my shirt as slowly as he could. When it was pulled over my head I raised an eyebrow at him, but he shook his head. His eyes were glued to my stomach, and I felt slightly self conscious.

He ran his fingers over my ribs, trying to find the one which was broken. I hissed when he passed over one of my right side and he bit his lip before pressing slightly on the bone. I let out a chocked sob and he withdrew his hand. "I'm sorry! But, I had to see if it was broken." 

"Was it?" I asked, tears welling up in my eyes.

Dan shook his head, "No, luckily. Uh... Do you want anything to drink or eat?" He averted his eyes from my bare chest and instead stared into my eyes. I shook my head. "You sure?" I nodded once. Dan shrugged and then got off the bed and moved to the other side. He kicked off his shoes and laid next to me. 

"Daniel, can I-" I started, but Dan cut my off.

"Call me Dan." He smiled, turning on his side so he could look at me.

"O-Okay, Dan... Why are you friends with them?" I asked. I was going to ask if he was gay, but me being me, I chickened out. 

Da sighed and laid back down on his back, "To be honest, I don't know. They used to be really nice, but now they're just..."

"Mean, violent, twats...?" I suggested.

Dan chuckled, "Yeah, that. I've known them since primary school, they used to be the nicest kids ever, but they changed."

"How come you aren't like that?" I asked curiously. I wished I could lay on my side so I could look at him, but of course I couldn't. Sigh.

"My mum would have killed me if I ever became like that." He laughed, then sighed sadly. Why did he use her name in past tense? 

We laid like that for a while. Not talking, just laynig there staring at the ceiling. I'm pretty sure I even fell asleep, but Dan didn't say anything or wake me up and for that I was grateful.

"Dan..." I muttered about an hour later. My ribs hurt like hell, but I could manage. 

"Yeah?" Dan replied, his voice full with sleep. Aw, little kitten was going to fall asleep.

Wait... Did I just call him a kitten? What. The. Hell?

"Why did you even help me before?" I asked him, turning my head so I could face him. He was staring intently up at the ceiling, his brow furrowed and a frown on his face.

He glanced over at me, "I couldn't leave you." I didn't get to ask him why, because at that moment the door to his room was flung open and a girl around our age walked in. She had blonde- almost white- hair and large, blue eyes. She was beautiful. With her pale skin and petite figure, she was probably one of the prettiest girls I've seen. Says me, the one who is gay.

"Dan, why did yo- Who's this?" The girl stared at me, her mouth hanging open slightly. 

Dan shot out of the bed, "Uh, Leigh! Hey! Uh... This is Phil. Phil, this is my girlfriend... Leigh."

Yeah, I know this is a short chapter, but I had to get the drama starting. It's not even really starting yet, but meh. You guys don't even know what he is yet ;)

So, I hope you liked this. I kinda want Leigh to look like Evana Lynch, but I dunno. 

I loved all your comments on the first chapter :O You guys are perf <3

OUTRO OF DARKNESS, THEN REDNESS, THEN WHITENESS! LEENA OUT! BOOP! *Brofist* Stay classy Danosaurs and Philions <3 PEACH

I just drank 2 litres of caffinated mountain dew, so I will probably write a few more chapters because I feel hyper. K? :3

I just wanted to say that I have 54 127 reads on my phan fic, Improbable but not Impossible. What the actual fuck? YOU GUYS <3 Okay, BYEEE. :D