Phil's POV
The knocking became banging. Desperate banging on the door. Then somebody finally spoke.
"PHIL? PHIL ARE YOU IN THERE?"
Dan. It was Dan's voice. But that just makes this worse! I don't want anyone to see me like this. Especially him! I'm a mess, i'm just recovering from a panic attack, I can't stand to see somebody run away from me. I can't stand it.
I stumble up and decide on opening it or not.
"Please kitten, for me? Please Phil!" He pleads desperatly.
"PLEASE PHIL I NEED TO KNOW IF YOUR OKAY!"
I hesitate before unwillinglly unlocking the door. He sighs sadly seeing my face. Instead of running away, he walks forward and wipes my teary eyes, kissing my forehead.
"Are you okay?" He asks quietly, staring into my eyes.
I shake my head, unable to write anything because I left my notepad and pen back in class.
Dan takes out his phone, opening his notes giving it to me.
'How did you find me?' I type.
"I saw you running across my class and you looked sick. Come on let's sit down." Dan whispers gently, leading me out of the cubicle and sitting on the floor outside of it with me.
"Wanna talk about it kitten?" Dan asks, taking my hand into his and stroking it with his thumb.
I shake my head, raising my knees up to my chest protectivly wrapping my arms around then.
'Please I do not wish to talk about it Dan, please' I hastily type.
Dan frowns but nods understandingly. He wraps his arm around my shoulder making me flinch before melting into his comforting touch.
"Phil I want to be the one that will make you talk someday." He says quietly.
I nod, hugging Dan tighter and clutching desperatly at his shirt just needing some comfort.
"Just like how I made you laugh. You were so fucking adorable how giggly you were."
I look up and smile, shaking my head.
"You were though! Still don't believe me huh?"
I nod sadly looking down but he uses his finger to tilt my head back up to face him.
"But seriously Phil, you never answered my question." Dan says sternly.
I tilt my head to a side looking confused.
"You never told me what you would do if your parents turned into pigs! This is a serious question Phillip!" He exclaims making me let out a small giggle quickly trying to raise my hand to cover my mouth. However, Dan stops my hand and smiles sweetly.
"Did you know that when you laugh your tongue poked out?"
I type 'I know, I hate it, that's why I always try to cover it up, sorry'.
"But I love it you numpty, it's cute okay? And I get to hear a tiny bit of your voice when you laugh which is even better, and I love your smile. Oh my fucking God everytime I see it my heart melts and skips a beat at the same time. You basically make my heart get deformed Phil Lester."
I laugh louder, not covering my mouth and at the moment, not really caring that he could hear my voice through my laughter. I then smile happily at him, typing a reply for him to read.
'You deform my heart too Dan Howell, I like you very much.'