(Phan) The Angel With A Black Heart.

Danisnotonfire

"So, hello, we have a new student. Be nice to him. I don't want to deal with bullies today." My professor says, motioning me to come in the room.
"Sorry I'm late, I missed like two periods taking this idiot to the hospital." I say firmly to my professor.
"Name?"
"Daniel Howell."
He writes my name on his roll.
"Go sit wherever."
I nod, pausing at the staring eyes in front of me.
They all look so frightened. They're praying I don't sit next to them.
I lick my lips nervously, searching for a seat.
"D-don't sit here.." A girl says, with frightened green eyes.
I growl at her, sitting in the empty seat in the back, staying out of sight of both the professor and other classmates.
"So yes, welcome to writing. You're in here because many of you want to be authors and-"
I tune my professor out, paying attention to my empty, black notebook in front of me.
I open it to the first, clean page.
I start to doodle.
I doodle Phil's eyes, his light blue eyes, with lime green around both irises. Sprinkles of yellow inside the irises.
After I draw his eyes, I start doodling his face.
It looks more as a sketch than a doodle.
"Oh my god. Sorry I'm late!" I hear a voice pant.
I stand to see who it is.
Phil Lester.
Really?! Fucking really?!
I pray to God he won't sit next to me..
"Lester, you go sit next to.. Howell over there."
"God damn it!" I shout angrily.
He walks over to me. Ignoring the frightened murmurs of all the students.
I'm so sorry, Lester. Be careful. Don't get killed.
"Hey, Dan." Phil whispers.
I growl at him, continuing to doodle.
"Whatcha drawing?" He says, snatching my notebook.
"That's personal property!" I whisper loudly.
A pink blush spreads across his cheeks.
"Is this.. Me?" He whispers.
My face and neck turns bright red, as I turn away from him.
"Awe, Danny. Is this how you see me? It's beautiful!" He whispers, putting my notebook back onto my desk.
I nod at the professor, indicating I want Phil to listen to the professor.
I let out a deep sigh, causing my face and neck to transform back into its original, pale color.
I then doodle some trees.
Trees that look old, worn out. Dark branches with black shadows. A storm surrounding them, raining harshly onto the ground. People observing the beauty, getting struck by the lightening ahead.
"My oh my, that looks depressing.." Phil whispers, looking at my notebook.
I cup my hands around the page, "Stop looking, it's not your business." I growl at Phil.

Soon after class, I go to my dorm. I'll just ditch next period. I'm so tired.. I throw myself onto my bed, putting my laptop on my lap. I go to YouTube and search Phil again.
I wonder if I could success on YouTube..?
No.. I couldn't.. I shouldn't.. Should I?
You only live once, eh?
I take my piercings out, hide my body tattoos, and fix my fringe.
I press record on my laptop, and record my first YouTube video.

I change my username to.. Hm.. I'm not creative at all.. Uhm.
Danisnotonfire
"Heh, amusing." I smile to myself.
Now.. I'm officially a YouTuber..
I go to the bathroom, put my piercings back on, wearing a black Green Day tee shirt and black skinny jeans along with white high tops.
"I better go to my next period.." I huff.
I walk through the halls, hands in my pockets.
I bump into this bigger kind of guy, causing me to fall on my bum.
"Hey, Howell. Get lost." The guy says, with a growl.
"Don't mess with me, tubby. Outta my way, fool." I snarl.
"You think you're soooo tough don't you?" The boy giggles with an evil smirk.
"I'm warning you. Piss off!" I said, clenching my fist, standing up.
"Oh, Howell. Warn all you want. I'm still stronger than you."
I swiftly punch the guy in the face, causing him to fall back. I kick him in his side, stomping on his stomach and ribs, until I hear a crunching sound.
"Don't mess with me, tubby." I say, spitting on his forehead.
I stomp to drama, angrily.
"Oh, welcome! Can I please have your name?" A young, attractive woman asks.
"Excuse me?" I snarl.
"I'm your drama professor. Name?"
"Daniel Howell."
"Are you liking this university so far, Daniel?" The woman asks, bending down to write my name.
"I'm not for small talk, you little cunt." I say, grabbing her belly shirt and throwing her out of the way.
"Hey Dan!!"
"You've got to be shitting me.." I say, seeing PHIL, AGAIN!
"Sit here! Next to me!"
"Never."
I look around for any empty seats, no where. Only next to Phil.
I stomp to the seat next to Phil, "Don't. Say. Anything."
"We're friends.. Right?"
"No!"
"Awe.." Phil says, sadly.
Well, he's the only person who actually talks to me.. Who actually acts like a friend to me..
"Ph-Phil?" I stammer, nervously.
"Yes.." He says, sadly.
"We.. Uhm.. We.. We are friends." I say, making a blush spread across my cheeks.
"Really?!" He says, with bright eyes.
"Don't ruin it. Remember what I said?" I snarl.
"Yes. Your kindness is a privilege. I know, sorry." He says looking sadly into my eyes.
I nod, continuing to stare into his eyes.
They're so.. Beautiful. How could I hate this boy? He's kind.. Fun.. Beautiful.. He's so.. Perfect.
"What are you staring at me like that for?" He giggles, blushing.
"I'm not, you Gaylord." I say, blushing, trying to sound mean.
"Oh, Danny." He sighs.
"What is it?" I snarl.
"Look, since we're 'friends' now, you wanna hang out later? At my dorm?" He says, quickly.
"At yours? Tah, no. I don't want to hang out at your dorm."
"Okay.. Can I come to yours?"
I sigh, "Be there right after final period, if you aren't there exactly twenty minutes after final period, you can forget it." I snarl.

I'm at my dorm, exactly two minutes after final period.
"He's got 18 minutes." I laugh to myself.
I set a timer on my phone for 18 minutes.
While I wait, I check my YouTube channel.
"Holy Jesus!!!" I yell as I see 1K subscribers! Oh my, how'd this even happen?!
"Dan!" Phil yells, darting into my dorm room. Soon after, my timer goes off.
"That was 19 minutes.." I snarl.
"You want me to leave?" He says with sad eyes.
I nod towards the bed.
"Whatcha doing, Danny?" He says, cheerfully looking over my shoulder.
"Nothing.." I mumble.
"Oh, you're YouTube channel? It's a big hit!" He claims.
I glance at his happy, bouncy form.
"I know.. I wonder how this even happened.." I say, trying to sound cold.
"Oh.. Erm.." He mumbles, nervously.
I glare at Phil in suspicion.
"That was actually my fault.." He says.
"What'd you do? Why would you help me?.." I say angrily.
"Oh... I tweeted. See?" He says, pointing at his phone and handing it to me.
I snatch it, looking at the tweet.

Hey Phillions! Subscribe to my best friend, Dan! His username is Danisnotonfire. He's really amazing!

I look up at Phil..
I give him something I've never given to anyone..
A soft smile that says 'Thank you.'
I hand Phil his phone, still smiling softly.
"You're welcome, Dan.." He says, smiling back.
I bite back a giggle. "You're.. Uhm.. You're my best friend, too Phil." I say, trying to sound firm.
He nods and gives me a soft, tender embrace.
"What are you doing, Phil?" I say, failing to sound angry.
He stays silent, still hugging me.
"You're truly amazing, Phil." I say, softly smiling.
"And you're on fire, Dan." He says laughing.
I hug him back softly.
"I knew you were kind at heart, Dan."
"Don't tell anyone though.."