Always attract // Phan

I'm such a dumb ass

"Sorry babe. Let's go. I don't want you to skip." He advised, he crawled off my chest grabbing my hand.

I grabbed my backpack swinging it over my shoulder. I pulled my hood on, and followed Phil out the door.

"Do you want to hold my hand?" Phil asked politely, as we walked down the pavement.

"Do you think people will be mean about it?" I asked worried; the last thing I want is getting shit for being with Phil. I never been open about my sexuality before. But, do I care what they think? I'm happy, they're not. I have to remember that.

I grabbed his hand and slowly put my nerves. I need to let go a little.

Breathe. Dan, breathe.

We reached the school, and Phil went in for a hug. I rested my head in the crook of his neck, and sighed happily. Everything is just so perfect.

     "Meet me here after. I will miss you." He murmured; I wrapped my arms around his neck, quickly pecking his lips.

       "Alright. Cya." I nodded. I left his embrace and waved. I had five minutes to get to class. There's times where I wished Phil was still in high school. Things would be much easier that way. My friends know of Phil, but I've been quiet about his age.

I sighed, and walked down the hall dodging the preps and whores. I sat down at my desk with a minute to spare.

"Homo-Howell." A voice yelled, I whipped around in my seat. Somebody wants to die tonight.

"Excuse me?" I muttered, raising my eyebrow.

So many homophobic assholes. What the hell is their problem?

"Who's the boy you're always with then?" Another dude yelled, I slammed my fist on my desk.

"Is that any of your fucking business?" I asked angrily, stomping over to him.

"Dan, ignore them." Serena said quietly, taking out her headphones. I ignored her, and continued death glaring at the fucker in front of me.

"Gonna call your boyfriend to help-" The homophobic mother fucker started, I didn't even let him finish.

I jumped on top of him making him fall out of his desk. Once he was on the ground; I punched him straight in the nose.
His desk was toppled over, and papers were flying. Everybody was in a circle around us.

I swear somebody called the police.

He started throwing punches at me, and I knew my lip was going to be bruised.

"Stop! Get off him now!" The teacher yelled, trying to get through the group of students surrounding us.

I knew I was in trouble. Phil is going to be pissed. God damn it.

The police are here. I got pulled off by two officers, as they slipped the handcuffs on to my wrists.

They observed the boy attacked. He had a broken lip, a split lip, and a swollen eye. It was worth it though. Don't talk shit.

I growled at him, then got quickly pulled out of the classroom.

Phil is going to be pissed. He hates when I get in trouble. Hell, he was mad when I talked back to my mom.

They set me down in the principal's office, then uncuffed me. Which was a relief, I thought I was going to jail.

After explaining everything to my bitch ass principal, I knew I had messed up. If I just ignored the fucker, none of this would had happened.

All of this happened in less than ten minutes. I'm such a psychopath.

They finally released me, and I sat in the office debating on who to call. Mom or Phil? Who is going to react worse?

I dialed Phil's number, biting the inside of my cheek with anxiety.

"Hello?" Phil said through the phone, I sighed rubbing my eyes.

"Uhm.. Can you come pick me up?"
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Updated :3 so Dan is a total bad ass 😭 Please comment and vote for more. How do you think Phil is going to react? -Madcatlady