Phan Rp with Phanoftheheart

Phan RP

P: ,"wait! Dont...dont go" he whispered shyly as he bit his lip, looking up at the male who was walking away. He's been the only person to try and stand up for him, he didn't want to screw anything up already

D: Dan stopped, how could he not? He was holding his books for his next class, but he had a few minutes before he had to leave. Turning slowly he couldn't help noticing Phil's slouched shoulders and his teeth biting his lip gingerly. Dan looked away, feeling warmth flood his stomach. He couldn't be attracted to this guy could he?

"Did you think of another way to tell me how much of a coward I am? " He said quietly, hearing voices getting closer.

P: ,"no...sorry..just left over anger built up I guess...you're just the first person I've met to actually stand up for me..I don't want to screw it up because I said something stupid." He whispered as he kept his eyesight down. He awkwardly shifted from foot to foot, unsure of what to do now exactly, "ill...uhm....see you around maybe?"

D: Dan walked closer, feeling his heart beating harder than before. He quickly wrote his number down on a piece of paper. He felt old fashioned and dorky but he handed it to him. "Yeah see you around." He smirked lightly, "and you didn't say anything stupid. It was the truth."

P: ,"I'm still sorry" he responded as he carefully took the paper that was handed to him, making his heart pound and his cheeks tint pink. He slid the paper into his pocket with his phone in it, deciding to add it in later.

D: "Don't be sorry. It's okay. Just...text me." He added, lowering his voice. The bell rang, causing people to stream out of the classroom. He locked eyes with the other boy, smiling a little before walking away. He was late.

P: Phil smiled lightly as he stood there for a moment lightly biting his lip before shaking his head and turning to locker, setting some things inside and closed it. He shuffled quickly and quietly through the crowd to the gym locker room for guys.

D: Sitting down in his next class was awkward. His seat was next to the bully, jimmy. Jimmy glowered at him, obviously wanting to pick up where they left off. He didn't look at him and took out his phone instead.

P: Phil took out his phone and entered dan's number after having been shoved and locked in his own gym locker. He was glad it was a tall one he could stand in though, sliding down into a more comfortable position as he sent Dan a text 'Hey, its Phil'

D: "Hey" Dan answered, hiding his phone from his teacher skillfully.

"Howell. What was your deal earlier? What does that homo mean to you anyway?"

Dan ignored him. Feeling his neck burning as he took notes. That was the exact question he was asking himself.

P: 'So..uhm...im not interrupting anything important am I?' He sent as he glanced around his locker before outside the small slits in the bottom of the locker, seeing several people walk by chuckling and high fiving each other. They sounded familiar, most likely the people who shoved him in here in the first place

D: Dan glanced around, then shook his head. -no- he wondered what phil could mean. -...why?-

He felt his stomach flutter, he was texting him already? He smiled to himself , then tried to hide it.

P: 'Oh, uh...don't worry about it' he sent, his cheeks tinting pink. He glanced up at the lock of the locker, wondering if he could somehow get out of this himself, he definitely didn't want to ask Dan for help

D: -What's wrong?- he texted quickly. His teacher was finishing up his lecture. He felt panicked all of a sudden and he didn't really know phil. All he knew was that he wanted to protect him.