It all started when.. | Phan ❤

Chapter 15: Fight

I have had a change in heart for this fic. So I am going to make the day they are there now, the last day they are in Paris and therefore I can continue, happier with what I am writing.

ON WITH THE CHAPTER!

The rest of the afternoon was a lot better, as I didn't have to be scared of Tyler coming and finding us, since we decided to skip the task and grab a coffee and sit in a cute cafe.

'Shit we should get back.' Phil muttered, looking at the time on his phone. He also had a lot of texts and phone calls from Tyler, but he refused to open them. Probably because they'd only be filled with insults.

'Ok.' I smiled, standing up and stretching. Phil grabbed my hand and we headed out the cafe, we walked in a comfortable silence down the street and found a taxi. We got in, told him the location and was back at our resort area in less than half an hour.

'Welcome to hell.' Phil chuckled.

'At least today is our last day.' I smiled, pecking his cheek, we walked inside and was greeted by Chris, he looked royally pissed off that I was with Phil, holding his hand.

'He told Tyler the truth.' I explained.

'We guessed. Well it looks like you have a new squad.' Chris smirked. Chris was so easy to forgive. That's a little strange, yesterday he seemed completely against him because of what he did to me and previously to Peej.

'Thanks man.' Phil nodded, the then gave me a look off confusion as we followed them both into the dinning hall. It was dinner time, and since we have only both had a coffee, we are starving. We both got a different food with a plan to share both.

We sat on a table with Peej and Chris. All extremely happy. Until Tyler joined us.

'What's up, faggots.' He muttered, sitting next to me and putting his arm around me. Fear ran through my body, he was a lot stronger than me and could easily hurt me just by squishing me too hard.

'I think you should leave.' Phil replied, staying calm. But there was fear threaded in his words.

'No, I thought I'd join the gay squad. I mean that's what you all are. gays?' He shouted. He looked back to see a few people sniggering.

'Just because I am dating a guy, doesn't mean I could not punch the life out of you.' Phil stood up.

'Is that a challenge, pal?'

'You bet it is.' He screamed, jumping onto Tyler fast, the teachers all stood up as Phil repetitively punched him in the face. I felt wrong to smile, but it was pleasant to watch.

Soon the teachers were holding Phil back.

'You might be strong- but your faggot boyfriend isn't, I'll find him.' He then glanced over to me. 'I'll get you, Danny.' He blew a kiss at me, and walked off. Whipping some blood from his chin.

The teachers told Phil to follow him, but requested me, Chris and Peej to go also.

-

'What happened?' They asked. They forced Phil to sit across a table from me, next to the teacher.

'He is a homophobic asshole.' Phil laughed. 'He can't handle the idea of us being happy for who we are with, which is sick in the head if you ask me. How does it effect him in anyways if i want to date the hottest boy there is, I can and will.'

The teacher smiled at his response as I felt myself blush.

'Exactly the same for us,' Peej jumped in. And Chris rolled his eyes, they are so passed the honeymoon stage of the relationship.

'You boys-' she looked at the other teacher in the room and she nodded.

'We are going to let you go to your rooms now, ok?' She began. 'But.' She said, we all sighed. 'As you haven't managed to eat, once we have made the rest of the class start on the boring writing work, we will come to your room and escort you to a nice restaurant for you to eat at.

We will pay for you guys- but don't go to crazy. Me and Mr Lenard are going there anyways so you can just sit on another table.' She smiled.

'Oh my- you are the best teacher!' Chris smiled.

'Well you guys probably have to tolerate a lot of assholes, so here is an apology for Tyler's.'

We all thanked her a few more times before heading to our rooms.

'Ok- me and Dan will get changed then come to you room in like half an hour.'

'I only need to change my top we won't take half a-.'

'We will be half an hour,' Phil nodded before grabbing my hand and pulling me down the hall.

'We both already had showers?' I muttered.

We walked through the door, and instantly Phil had his hands around my waist, he pushed me against the wall and pecked my neck.

'Half an hour.' He muttered. 'To catch up.'

'Oh.' I wined. My body to intoxicated with passion to properly speak.

He pecked my jaw like and my nose, then my lips. Quickly our lips reconnected and we began making out. His arms slid under my back and he pulled my t-shirt off. I copied his action, heat radiating off both our torsos.

'Can I.' He whispered, unbuckling my jeans, he could feel my hard on growing, as my skinny jeans became to tight.

'Please.' He pulled them down, and pulled off his own.

'Shit- do you have the lube?' I muttered, my voice slightly husky.

'It's in the bathroom.' He whispered. I walked away from the wall he stripped me to almost naked, and found it. When I returned, he was sitting on the bed. Smiling like a loser.

- [ they did the frick frack] -

We lay in bed, Phil occasionally pecking my cheek.

'Can I be with you forever please.' I whispered.

'Forever and a day?' He responded. 'We should really get ready- shall we share a quick shower?' The realisation that we where both sweating and probably need one was in the back off both our minds.