Dan forgot that he and Phil were supposed to work on a project at his house tonight, so he neglected to tell his mum. Which meant at the end of the day he had to take home a boy, one that his parents don't even know or even seen before. Or if by luck, his mom would answer his damn text at the end of the school day, he would be home free. But luck wasn't really in his favor, it never was.
Except for yesterday, being told the news that he could be able to hear again was mad. But that was yesterday, today he was buzzing with nerves. Not because a cute boy was coming over to his house but because he was really thinking this over now. Surgery always scared Dan.

What if they did something wrong and messed him up even more? Dan didn't think that was possible but it could be.

Just as he was about to have a nervous breakdown down he saw Phil from across the hall talking to Louise. Seeing her talking so happily with Phil tugged on his heart strings. Well, at least she was doing most of the talking, Phil didn't seem to do anything but nodding along and smiling to whatever she said. He didn't seem to talk much at all in fact, but then again neither did Dan. After he lost his hearing talking didn't really matter to Dan. It's not like he didn't talk ever, he would say hi, bye, thank you, he would tell his mum I love you. Not really big sentences but enough to get by. He would never talk at school though, he couldn't hear but that didn't mean he didn't know what people thought of him. The Howell's kid that couldn't hear, they all looked at him for some reason that he didn't know so he suppose he would give them a reason. That would explain his locker, you would know it was his locker from a mile away.

While all the other kids locker were light blue his was painted to look like a galaxy. An artist he wasn't, but he could draw pretty well. So yeah, he gave them a reason to look. Black clothing? Sure. Painted locker? Why not. Nail polish. Absolutely. He didn't give a fuck. Not anymore.
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As he walked into Maths he saw Phil wave enthusiastically at him. He smiled a bit and waved back. He didn't miss the way Phil's eyes lit up when he did. Mrs. Collins gave him a packet to work on with step by step instructions in how to do the work.

Like Dan needed it, they had already told him that he could he moved to an honors class, but he refused. He quite liked being smarter then the rest of his peers. He rushed through his packet quickly so he could get at least thirty minutes of sleep before science. Sadly enough he only got about 15 minutes of peaceful resting before someone was shaking his shoulder, waking out of his slumber. "Adrian." He mumbled, he didn't know how loud he had said it, but he had tried to say it softly as possible. Still in the state of sleeping, he messily thanked the person who woke him up and made his way to Science.

Science had to be one of Dan's least favorite classes, the teacher didn't let him do any labs because he couldn't hear any of the instructions. What an ass. The one thing good about it was that the teacher, Mr Hill, let him eat his lunch in the classroom in return for Dan not telling anybody. He usually tries to try in this class but today was different, he couldn't wait for next period. He didn't know if Phil will want to seat next to him again but he hoped he would. The class went by too slow and he practically jumped out of his seat when he saw the others getting up for their next classes. He tried to slow down as to not draw any attention to himself. But he got strange looks anyway, it wasn't new but this time people were laughed and looking behind him too. He turned to see the drama teacher, Miss Hopkins, coming straight for him. He rolled his eyes and continued to walk to class. She was always doing this, she wants him to paint sets for the play coming up this spring. He's told her time and time again no, but she just keep asking. He finally made to Miss Marie's class, a bit out if breath as he had to speed walk a little in order to keep Miss Hopkins away from him. He felt the seat next to him shift, he smiled, turning to see Phil smiling back at him.

You look a bit pale whats wrong

Dan snorted, he was pale enough. He didn't need Phil to remind him. The again he had just shuffled across tye building in order to get away from crazy drama teacher.

Just a teacher bitching at me again

At least you can't hear it

He glared playfully at Phil, who was smiling wide with his tongue poking out the side.

shut the fuck up

domestic

Dan let out a breathless laugh, this is why he liked Phil. He could make him laugh, something only a stupid internet meme could do. But Phil was better than any dumbass meme.

so we're gonna go to my house straight after school right

Yeah

Cool

After a while the notes stopped, they just sat watching the other students go on about their story. He saw Phil turn his head a cast a worried look toward Louise who looked to be arguing with Zoe, her partner. To take Phil's mind off his friend he wrote back a note.

Penny for your thoughts

I'm just thinking about your awesome nails

Dan blushed, he forgot yesterday he wore iridescent nail polish. They would only show if the light hit them right, and the schools lighting could use some work. He realized he wasn't saying anything so he quick wrote back a witty retort.

Bet you would like to have them leave marks on your back wouldn't you

I thought that's what we were doing at your house?

He felt his cheeks erupt in flames, and as he took a quick look at Phil he could've swore he was smirking.
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School was finally over, it felt like days but at least it was over. He and Phil had agreed to meet at Dan's locker, since Phil would be able to find it quite easily. He saw Phil coming, pushing people in order to get to Dan. He didn't wanna just stand there awkwardly when Phil arrived at his locker so when Phil got there he motioned for them to start moving along. When he didn't start to move Dan grabbed his hand, tugging him along. Phil decided to freeze up at that exact moment, so Dan looked back at him following his eyes to find the he was looking at their intertwined hands. He fought back a blush tugging Phil a bit rougher before starting to move again. This time Phil followed close behind him. They pushed through crowds of annoying student before finally making it out the door. Dan let his hand go as soon as he was a yard away from the door, not wanting to embarrass himself even more. He began to walk in the direction of his house, looking back few times to make sure Phil was still with him.
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Dan felt a moment of hesitance before opening the door to him home. What would his parents say? Sure he wouldn't be able to hear him but Phil would. So he stop Phil before they could go into the house. "Wait." Phil nodded, leaning against the porch railing. He was greatful for Phil's patience but was still nervous about telling his parents. He opened his door to find his mom kneeling and rubbing something on Adrian's face, who was on the couch. "You idiot." Dan mumbled. He grabbed the notepad from the coffee table and wrote down what would be happing with him and Phil. She smiled at him nodding. He practically threw himself at the door, he hating to keep people waiting, especially on his account. He motioned for Phil to come in, he didn't want his mom or brother to introduce themselves. He just wanted to take Phil's upstairs and work on the book. So, he grabbed Phil's hand again, waved at his mom, and bolted up the stairs.
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All he wanted to do was lie down on his bed, but he had to write a book. With a partner. It's not like Phil was impossible to work with, he could have gotten someone worse. Still, he didn't even know were to start, so he grabbed one of his many notepads to begin a 'conversation' with Phil.

So I came up with the idea you start us off

Okay so how about a rough draft, we write it down on a paper first then laptop

Okay cool, I type fast

Not as fast as me

We'll see what you can do with your hands later right now they need to he writing

He witnessed Phil's mouth turn upward into a smile, again with his tongue sticking out slightly.

Okay let's alternate I write a paragraph you read it and write what happened next

So like role playing?

You would know about role playing wouldn't you Dan

With out realizing it, Dan felt himself giggle. "Shut up." He demanded softly. Phil smiled at him once again and Dan swore he was on the best drugs.
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They managed to write two chapters in under six hours. It felt like an accomplishment on Dan's part, he never had to listen to someone's else directions when he wrote. If he wanted his characters to die, he'd make them die. But this time it was different, Phil had made the main have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and freckles.

He could be like our love child

But, of course, he neglected to give him a name so Dan had the honors of doing so.

His name is not Zack

His last name will be Efron soon if you don't cram it

He was just finishing up reading Phil's bit, that had gotten quite long, when he turned to see Phil snuggled up with his pillow. He didn't want to wake up, so instead he just put the covers over him, crawled in next to, making sure they were at least a foot away from each other, and fell asleep.