Phil was sat at his desk.
Staring down at the electrical device that he gripped ever so tightly in his pale hands.
He was waiting.
Waiting to see if Dan howell was going to enter the classroom.
He was going to Dan howell's house tonight for the project.
But he couldn't help be excited but also scared and nervous.
A/N: snervous ha ha! I'm gonna leave..
He had spent all yesterday morning worrying.
Worrying about where Dan howell was.
If he was okay?
If he was dead?
If he just didn't want to see Phil?
But it was okay since he realised Dan was alive and well.

Phil sat there for another 2 and a half minutes until a figure appeared at the doorway.
He looked up as a smile took over his pale face.
There he was.
Dan howell.
Alive and well.
Dan awkwardly shuffled into class and sat down on his chair in front of phil's desk.
"Hey Dan so are you okay now?" Phil asked.
"Yeah I'm fine," Dan said turning around to face Phil.
"Tonight's still on right?"
"Yeah," Dan said nodding his head slightly.
"So are your parents going to be in?" Phil asked.
Dan shook his head.
"There hardly ever in, and my brothers at his friends tonight so we're alone."
Phil nodded his head and smiled.
Dan just looked down at the ground for a few seconds before turning back around to face the front.
Phil watched Dan place his ear phones back in his ears.
God Phil worried about this boy!

*
Class had begun.
Dan was acting like usual.
Not making contributions to the class.
Not talking to anyone around him.
Just staring down at his desk.
Phil was staring at Dan.
Trying to read him.
Worrying about him.
Wondering what he was thinking.
What he was doing.
Why he was so quiet.
Why he said he 'didn't want to make friends.'
Why he just stared at his desk all lesson.
Why he even bothered to come to school!
But all these questions could only be answered if Phil asked Dan.
And that's what Phil planned to do one day.
But for now.
He would keep trying to read dan's emotions.
And get Dan to open up to him.

*
It was lunch.
Phil was with Henry like most lunches.
They both talked about random shit whilst occasionally taking a bite of their food.
They were stood leaning against the school outside.
Phil would keep scanning the field to see if Dan was there but he didn't show up and was never there when Phil looked around.

After they had both finished their lunches Phil decided to go look for Dan.
"I'm going to get going bye!"
"Bye Phil."

Phil was wondering down the corridor when he saw him.
His dark brown hair which swooped to the side in a side fringe just like his.
His eyes were gazing down at the floor.
What was he thinking about? Phil wondered.
Phil shook his head out of his thoughts and started walking over to Dan.
Before long he caught up to him and was walking by his side.
Dan looked up and Phil caught of a glimpse of those beautiful chocolate brown eyes.
"Hi Phil," Dan mumbled.
"Hello... What are you doing?"
"Just walking.."
"Is that all you do?"
"Pretty much."
Phil sighed as he walked along with Dan.
"Why are you even like talking to me?" Dan asked.
Phil signed again.
Back to his old self I see.
"Because I want to," Phil said shrugging his shoulders.
"Why? I'm not that interesting and like I said I-"
"Don't come to school to make friends," Phil finished off the sentence.
Suddenly Phil saw something that he had not seen before.
It made his little heart melt.
Dan looked up and Phil, his brown eyes lit up and shinning.
And his mouth split into a large grin making him chuckle a little.
Phil smiled back at him.
But soon liked always.
That smile faded, his eyes became dark again and he focused his vision back on the floor which was moving as they both walked further along the long white corridor.

*
The loud sound of the annoying school bell filled the entire building.
It was like music to phil's ears but also dread.
Phil was nervous.
He had butterflies circling the pit of his stomach but most of them were overpowered by the excitement that filled his veins.
Phil had mixed emotions about going to dan's house.
Scared.
Nervous.
Excited.
Happy.
And some emotions he couldn't even explain.
He just felt really weird.
He was scared it was just going to be them sat in dan's room, the awkward silence swallowing them up.
But Phil was going to try his best to think of ice breakers.

Phil slung his back over his shoulder and followed down out of the door.

Dan and Phil walked down the hill which lead down towards dan's house.
It was silence.
But not really the awkward silence.
The kind of silence you could deal with.
Dan was just staring down at the floor like usual whilst Phil was looking around at his surroundings occasionally glancing over at Dan.

They reached dan's house.
"Dan."
"Yes," Dan replied once he had unlocked the door.
"I live just down the road."
"And," Dan said rolling his eyes.
"I-I just thought I would tell you," Phil's voice trailed off into the silence.
"Well okay..."
They entered dan's house.
Phil scanned his surroundings.
He took in every inch of the house.
It felt truly homely and comfy but there was something different about it.
Nothing to do with the house it's self just something looming in the air which Phil picked up, and he had no idea what it was.

"We can go up into my room?"
"Okay."