Phil and I walk out of the park and say our goodbyes outside of his block of flats, and then I have to walk back alone. It's no big deal, just walking. There are a few other people walking home, one of which walking towards me.
"Hey, Danny." They say with a chuckle. Brock.
"What do you want?" I ask as they walk towards me.
"Has little faggot Daniel got himself a boyfriend. Big punk to protect you, little boy?"
"Shut up!"
"Oh, right, he's just a weak and shitty punk. He'd be no good protecting you."
"There's one good thing about being short, you know."
"And what's tha-"
Then I cut him off by kneeing him in the crotch.
"That was for insulting Phil," I say, him holding his crotch and unable to stop me from my next actions. I go up on my tiptoes and hold up my arm, slapping him as hard as possible on the cheek.
"And that was also for insulting Phil, you, you- you c-cunt!"
I run off. People look. It's not very often the 'innocent' little pastel boy uses swears.
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TOO GOOD ; Phan
Fanfiction"Too good to be good for me, Too bad that that's all I need." //Some chapter will have TW written at the top if I decide they need a trigger warning// [COMPLETED]
