The Runaway - Phan - New Version

I Simply Hate Homework... - Part 7 (14&15)

Dan POV

I had the worst headache ever as I woke up, what happened last night? I managed to drag myself out of bed and into the kitchen, trying to focus beyond the headache that were killing me. I found Phil and my mom in the kitchen, chatting over the breakfast bar. Oh yeah, now I remembered where my headache came from, I guess I was really drunk last night. I felt horrible, I don't think Phil had any fun at all which I was supposed to make sure he had... I was an awful friend.

"G'morning sleepyhead" Phil teased with a laugh and smiled at me.

"Morning" I hummed and sat down on the chair next to Phil's, I gazed up at my mom as I heard her warningly teasing giggle, oh fuck...

"Then how are you Daniel, feeling ill today?" She asked me with a laugh, I groaned and laid my head down on the table, I knew this would happen, my mom would never scold me for drinking, she'd just tease me until the hangover was at end. I ignored her and turned my head so I was looking at Phil to my right and resting my head on the table still, the cold feeling was nice.

"So what did you think about the party last night? Had fun?" I asked, again feeling guilty by leaving him to himself most of the time, I was supposed to make sure he had fun... I hope he did.

"Sure, it was okay" Phil said and looked down at his crusty roll, did he just blush? Did he just blush? Oh Fuck, what did I do last night that would make him blush?!

"Ehm... Uh, great!" I responded, realising that I needed to respond. I guess to my mom it seemed like it was the hangover that was still confusing me... Witch it was most likely.

"It's your own fault boy" she said before leaving the table and walking into the living room. I stuck out my tongue at her even though she couldn't see me doing it.

We just sat there in a kinda comfortable, kinda uncomfortable silence for some time, just me looking at Phil without him noticing... I think. I tried to figure out what could've made him blush, I mean, the worst thing I remember doing was asking him to dance with me and the only reason why I remembered that was that he'd rejected me. I guess I put more into it than I should but, he'd rejected me in some way or another, right? And somehow... That hurt, even though I couldn't figure out why, it didn't make any sense, I shouldn't be hurt over that, but I was.

"You want to watch a movie or something?" Phil asked after a while, but I shook my head and got up.

"Nah, I think I'll go to bed again, my head hurts a lot." I answered with a fake smile, before I quickly left the kitchen and left Phil to himself. I wouldn't mind watching a movie with Phil at any other time but right now, I needed to be alone, I needed to think. I wanted to cry as I crawled under my duvet, why did it hurt so much that I felt like Phil rejected me? Why was I so confused all the time? What was wrong with me?!

Phil POV

I guess he was mad at me? I looked after Dan as he left the kitchen, this hurt actually... This hurt more than I could even describe. Dan had never rejected me and I guess this wasn't a rejection either but I just wanted to spend time with him and be near him... I really hoped he wasn't mad at me, I bet I'd done something that made him angry though, but what?

I decided to just relax in my own room all day while trying to read but without being able to. I simply couldn't focus, I couldn't stop thinking about Dan and if he was angry with me.

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I woke up at the sound of my alarm clock, that confused me for some seconds before I realised that today was the day where I'd start school, gosh I was nervous. I met most of our classmates at the party but still, what if they fund me weird? what if they didn't want to have anything to do with me? What if they'd all bully me and Dan too cause he's my friend? I wouldn't be able to live with that...

There was a knock on the door and it was slowly opened even before I got a chance to react. I looked up to meet Dan's beautiful brown eyes and his cheeky smile, making my stomach act weird and my heart beat faster.

"Ready for school today, Phil?" He asked with a laugh and opened the door all the way, jumping down on my bed next to me with another laugh.

"As ready as I can be, I guess" I mumbled and smiled back at Dan, wanting to pull him into a hug to make sure that he wasn't mad at me. It didn't seem like he was mad at me at all so I felt incredibly relieved about that, I wouldn't be able to endure if Dan was mad at me and I wouldn't be able to get trough the first day in school if Dan was mad at me.

"They'll love you Phil, you don't have to be worried, remember, everyone love you, right?..." Dan said with a comforting smile, trailing off at the end like he was about to say something else but regretted it. Dan always did his best to comfort me and make sure I was alright, like all the nights I'd kept him awake with my nightmares. Honestly, if Dan hadn't been there, I don't know what I'd have done.

"Thanks" I mumbled and smiled at Dan again, I let out a quiet laugh and smiled again, "let's hurry then, I don't want to be late for my first day." Dan laughed back at me and nodded enthusiastic, I don't think I've ever seen him this psyched for school. Dan left my room to go get changed and such, I couldn't help but feeling happy, I would be with Dan all the time now, no waiting around for him at home.

Dan's POV

People loved him like I'd promised him. Phil made a bunch of new friends within few hours and he spend most of his time talking with the new people, he wanted me near all the time though, which made me happy even though I stayed quiet and let him get to know people, feel comfortable. Phil was so cute, the way he just talked to new persons and treated them like best friends from the start, but I couldn't help but feel bad, it was the same confusing feeling as the day he met Chris and PJ for the first time. I somehow wanted Phil for myself, but just as friends, only friends. I loved him as a brother and friend, right? Or was there more to the feelings? Was I actually lying to myself? Could I be gay? Could I have feelings for my best friend?

As the last bell rung out, Phil was in the highest mood I've ever seen him in. He was so adorable, jumping all the was home, all optimistic and filled with life, truly adorable.

"They were all so nice and friendly, and I'm in the same class as both you, Chris and Peej" Phil said with a giant smile and looked at me, "even the teachers were friendly, but we have a lot of homework to do."

"We can just act like there's no homework?" I said, I hated homework and I honestly didn't remember the last time I did mine, the teachers was used to it though so it didn't matter.

"No Dan, we have to do our homework, or else the teachers will hate us" Phil said and laughed again, I sighed.

"But we don't learn anything from homework, I mean literately, I can't remember even a single time were I learned something from a homework." I said, I really hated to do my homework, but if Phil wanted me to do it so badly, I'd probably end up doing it.

"But we have to, it's the rules" Phil answered back.

We did our homework.

Later we played different games, like example sonic, and I laughed my ass of since Phil sucked at it so badly. I admit that I yelled in frustrating as we both kept dying but I still enjoyed it, simply cause it was time spent with Phil. I loved everything I did while being around Phil, he made everything fun and he somehow made me feel safe and warm, also I felt my heart speed raise every time we got too close and my stomach tied up in knots. I guess I actually really did love Phil, and I'd reached a point where I couldn't deny that the love towards my best friend was more than just friends or a brother from another mother. I'd actually known this for a long time, but I had to truly accept it, I was gay, or at least bi. And I Daniel Howell was in love with my best friend.

I really loved this boy.