Broken || Dan and Phil

Guilt

•Dans POV•

I'm excited for this date. I mean I've been on dates before but this is with someone I truly care about and I know it will end up good. I quickly hug Phil.

"I'll go tell my mum that we will be late coming home tomorrow. Okay?" I say. Phil nods his head. I let go of him and I get up. I walk out my door as I head for the stairs. My pace slows down when I hear my mum and dad chatting about something.

"Honey, I need to tell you something about Dan." I pause at the bottom of the stairs as I hear my mum. "He told me something today." She adds.

Oh no. I wanted to be the on to tell him.

My heart beat starts pounding against my chest "What is it?" My dad asks. My mum takes a deep breath.

"Dan told me that he..." She hesitates. I think she's also scared for his reaction. "He told me that he was Gay." She reveals. I swear my heart stopped as she said that. There was a moment of silence before someone said something.

"Excuse me?" I hear my dad ask.

"Honey, please don't freak out-"

"I bet it's because of that weird Phil kid. I bet he's the reason Dans acting this way." He blames. My eyes widen. How could he say that? He doesn't even talk to Phil, and how can you blame someone else for their own sexuality? Sure I never dated boys before but I still kinda knew.

"Please don't be upset." My mom says. I hear someone hit the table.

"How can I not be upset if my son is now Queer?" He raises his voice. I felt my throat tighten up as I hold back tears.

"Don't talk like that."

"Listen to me. I don't want my boy growing up dating other boys okay? It's not normal and I don't need that in this family." My dad yells. I wanted to go down there and just smack him but I can't. I stand there frozen in place instead. "Ever since that depressed Phil kid started living with us, Dan has been different and now he has made my son a faggot. I bet he is one as well." Dad adds.

"Stop it. If you really loved Dan then you would accept him for who he is, No matter who he likes." She begins to argue.

"No okay. Dans only like this because of Phil. I want that Phil kid gone." He says. My heart dropped the second those words escaped my dads mouth. Phil can't leave, not now. I quietly walk back up the stairs and I could feel my eyes start watering. I walk into my room and Phils sitting on the matress still. He looks up at me and his face instanly turns into worry.

"What's wrong?" Phil asks. I walk over to my bed.

"Nothing." I lie, my voice shaky and the pitch a little higher then usual to. It's obvious that I'm lying.

"Dan, please. You look even paler then me." Phil points out as he gets up and walks over to me. "What's wrong?" Phil asks again as he sits down beside me. I don't want to tell Phil though. I don't want to see him cry or to feel hurt. I look over at Phil.

"Phil, I swear it's nothing. I just had a mini heart attack because I almost fell down the stairs." I make up, giving him a fake laugh. Phil gives me a worried look. I know Phil doesn't believe me. He's lied to so many people saying that he's okay so I bet he can tell when someone is hiding something in a blink of an eye. He's not stupid, he knows I'm lying. He sighs and looks at the ground. "I can't wait for tomorrow." I change the subject. I nudge him which makes him look back up and he smiles. I want to give him an amazing day tomorrow before it gets crushed by my dad. I then jump when a knock appears on my door. My entire body shakes as it opens and my dead appears, great.