Midnight

Mr Midnight & The boy in the alley

Sorry guys but I've started another new story, I don't know where I'm going with this but was just layed in bed and had to write it down.
I hope you enjoy, please like, comment and review 🙂👍🏼

Dan PoV

The nights warm breeze gently ruffled his coat as he walked, feet tapping gently against the sidewalk, aimless calming steps with no obvious direction guided him through the darkly lit side ally's of his hometown, Reading.

Deciding he had had enough he turned whipping his fringe from his hazel eyes and now facing the light breeze coming towards him, he began to walk back home with a gentle sigh and light footsteps when he noticed a carefully folded figure hunched in the corner of the small alley, a fragile frame with matching dark fringe to his own. The gentle but bloody face peered up at him, and Dans heart began to race he was beautiful, he looked like an angel with the nearest streetlight creating a soft halo around his frayed scalp.

"You okay there"
Dan stammered cursing his thoughts with a new intent on helping the young man.
"Uh. Leave me alone, please leave me alone."
The beautiful hunched figure replied in a cracked whisper,
"I'm fine really"
He continued when Dan made no attempt to move and began to open his mouth to speak. Stopping himself he cursed quietly, but not quietly enough, the small figures delecate head popped up with wide blue eyes and stared at Dan. He knew he was going to regret this, he knew it was dangerous but for some reason he trusted the boy, offering his hand he asked
"Can you walk, do you need help?"
The confused face replies with a quick nod and a questioning look. Dan chose to ignore this and help the boy back to his house, there fingers met and for a moment Dans heart raced and a paralysed fear attacked him, he was falling for this pretty boy and he didn't even know his name. Flood rushed to his cheeks and he quickly removed his hand once... the teen had stood, he looked slightly older then Dan, a year or two perhaps, and had a lankier build, but he was beautiful all the same.

Stress began to rattle Dans fears, he looked hungry.
"Do you wanna go get something to eat, we could go to Starbucks, or..."
"Are you asking me out on a date" The boy asked with a crooked sideways grin and cut lip.
Dan stammered and blushed again before returning a quirky toothy smile and saying,
"I don't even know you..."
"My names Phil, and I'd think I'd like to know you, mr midnight walks."
A small smile was shared between the two and then they were walking down the street with gentle footsteps and a very obvious direction in mind.