PHILS POV
JANUARY 30
4 YEARS AGO
Rain. Again with the bloody rain. Stupid weather! It always rains! And it had to be today of all days. My birthday. Why can this dumb weather lighten up?! At least it's not snow, but it'll probably turn into snow.

I grunted at this thought and tied the lace on my shoe. I wore my usual. Lion shirt, blue skinnies, white shoes, and my life symbol necklace. I run my fingers over the white and black parts. The good, the bad, and together is life. My grandmother gave this to me before she passed. She taught me the lesson too.

I sighed at this and grab my school bag. I thump down the stairs and into the baby blue tiled kitchen." Morning, mum," I say to my blonde mother who was reaching up to the top shelf." Oh! Philip! Help please," she asks. I chuckle and reach above her head an grab the bowl. I hand it to her and look around the kitchen." Where's Martin," I ask. Mum sighs," He left for work already. That boy should've moved out months ago!" I shrug and sit at the table." Pancakes," I ask. Mum sets the plate before me and I smile hugely at her," Thank you!" I pour the syrup over it and dig in.

Ten minutes later, I was finished. I washed my plate." Mum," I begin. She looks up for a second to tell me she's listening. I smirk and say sadly," Did you forget what day it is?" She pauses." Oh my heavens! I'm so so so sorry, baby! Happy Birthday, Philly," she exclaims whilst hugging me." Thanks mum," I say," but I need to get going." She nods and takes over.

I go outside with my bag over my shoulder and start the trek to school. The rain lightened so that was good. I plugged in my earbuds and immediately, 'I Won't Give Up' by Jason Mraz started playing.

When I look into your eyes...
It's like watching the night sky...
Or a beautiful sunrise...
There's so much they hold...
And just like them old stars...
I see that you've come so far...
To be right where you are...
How long is your soul...
Well I won't give up...
On...us...
Even if the skies...get...rough
I'm giving you all...my...love
Still looking up...

I him along and turn the next corner. There I pause. I see a sight so sad, so broken, that I had to help. Normally, I would've moved on and forgot this, but the sobs and cries made my heart break into a thousand pieces. The silhouette fell over onto the pavement and its body wracked with shivers. I walked up to the person.

" Hey," I say quietly," are you okay?" The person looked up and the most deep colored brown eyes looked up at me. The guys eyes were puffy with tears and his tan skin glowed a sickly tanned color in the cloudy day shine. He flinched as I moved my hand closer." Hey, don't be scared. Just sit up and I can help you," I assure him. He did as I said. I sat on the wet ground beside him. He shivered and I took off my jacket. I wrapped it around him and hugged my sweatshirt closer to me.

"What's your name," I begin. He sniffles," D-Dan." I smile." What a lovely name," I say," I'm Phil." He stares blankly at his shoes. I brush his brown, curly fringe out of his eyes," Why are you out in the rain, silly?" He looks up at me. I see hollowness in those chocolate eyes. He says plainly," Personal." I nod and stand. He watches my every move until I turn back to him." Come on," I give him my hand to pull himself up on," Let's get somewhere warm." He rolls his eyes and takes my hand.

We walk towards my house. I'm not going to school until I get this boy safe and warm. We walk in silence, until, surprisingly, he breaks it." You don't have to help me," he murmurs. I chuckle," I know." I decide to get down to business," Why were you crying." He shifts awkwardly." I....my mom kicked me out to the streets. She...she didn't like what I told her." I nod." What did you tell her," I press. Dan sniffles," I told her....I said I'm gay." I nod and look at my shoes. That's terrible.

Dan looks over at me," So how's your day?" I laugh lightly at that," It's my birthday." Dan gasps," I guess I should say happy birthday then!" I laugh louder," Thanks." We walk up to my door in silence and I unlock the white door." Mum," I call. My lovely, blonde haired mum look around the corner and blinked her big blue eyes at me." Phil," she says. I nod and lead Dan in," Can you get a few towels?" She nods and scurries off. I lead Dan into the lounge and we wait awkwardly." Loosen up! I'm not going to murder you," I joke.

My mum comes in and hands us towels. Dan dries his hair first and works on his clothes. My mum tilts her head and mouthes 'who is he?' I smile and shake my head as to say 'wait just a second.' Dan finally sits on the couch beside me." So Dan," I say," you don't have a place?" My mum immediately is concerned and sits in the chair near us. Dan fiddles his fingers," No." I look up at mum. She nods." You can stay here," I say.

Dan looks up at me with a mixture of surprise and hope in his big brown eyes. Now that he is in brighter light, I see that his skin is a nice tanned color that stands out against the normal palish skin around Manchester. His hair is a dark brown and hangs into his heart melting eyes. He's pretty tall for someone who's....I don't know- 18? 19? But, he had smallish shoulders and long legs and arms. He's actually pretty fit, but I can tell he's not much of a 'workout' person. He looks like the person to sit up in his room, listen to music, read, and just think.

Yeah, I know I just invited a stranger into my house, but does this boy look like he's gonna hurt anyone? I think not.

"Dan," my mother says," you are welcome here. Apparently Phil trusts you and that doesn't happen very often." Dan bites his lip," Thank you, but I really shouldn't intrude..." I laugh," Nonsense! You know what, you have no choice cause I'm gonna make you feel better and you're gonna like it!" For the first time, Dan smiles. A small, but sweet smile. It worked its way onto his pale pink lips and twisted the frown into a beautiful smile.

"Okay," Dan whispers. I smile hugely and look up at my mum. She rolls her eyes and smiles." Well Dan," she says," I'm Caitlyn, Phil's mother." Dan looks up at her," I-I'm Dan." I eagerly jump up and take Dan's arm," Come on! Let's get out of these clothes and into dry ones! Martin will probably have pants to fit you, cause I'm short compared to you. He may have a shirt but I don't know." I ramble on as Dan tries to keep up with me. I walk down the pale blue colored hallway and into the end room, Martin's room.

I open the door slowly and look into his navy blue themed room. Dan creeps in behind me." Who's Martin," Dan whispers. I smirk," My brother. He's at work right now." We walk to his closet and I take out a pair of black skinnies." Hm," I look up at Dan. He shrugs and I throw them at him. He stumbles to catch them and I go on to shirts." How about.... MUSE," I hold up a Muse tee and Dan smiles. I throw it at him and usher him into the hall bathroom." I'll be in the room across from here," I say.

I walk into my more colorful room. My bed was blue, green, and white whilst my walls were a pale peach color. The walls were decorated with posters of Muse, Pokemon, TV shows, Harry Potter, everything. I go into my rainbow closet and take out a New York long sleeved and black skinnies. I change and just as I pulled my shirt over my torso, a knock comes from my door." Come in," I say. Dan awkwardly slides in and looks at the floor. My smile widens. He looks good in that shirt. It was sorta baggy though.

"It's a little too big," Dan mutters. I smile and throw him another Muse shirt of mine. He catches clumsily and smiles at me. I turn around as he changes and look around when the shuffling stopped. This shirt fit him better." Better," I ask." Better," he agrees. I slump onto my bed and he copies me. I could be at school, or I could be here, helping Dan. I could move on with my life, or help Dan. I could be with my friends, or help Dan. Which one do I choose?

Of course, I help Dan.

A/N
Hey my people! So, how do you like my cover? I made it today and I love it! So opinions on anything? How many Phan stories am I gonna write?! XD! Is this unhealthy? 0-0

QOTC: Have you ever had that 'Time Stopped' moments?

Yes. It was really awkward cause I didn't know who the guy was 0_0.

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