phils head snapped in the direction of the voice, tensing up at the sight of dan.
"so ive heard" phil said gaining composure.
dan stood there still. unsure of what to do next.
"you should come inside... we get in trouble if we're outside after dark"
phil gave a sly smirk. 'that didnt stop you from coming out here'
dan stepped forward, subtly looking at the large gashes situated on phils back. but dan wasnt very subtle.
phil saw him look
"where's your flower crown pretty boy"
phil watched as dan touched his own hair, realising it was gone. phil laughed at this as the brown haired boy made eye contact with him.
suddenly, dan had taken two steps forward and wacked phils cigarette put of his hand. In response to this phil captured dans wrists, spun them around and pressed dan against the edge of the railing, holding dans wrists tightly.
"nice try" phil said, his hot and cigarette-smelling breath swirling around dans head. holding eye contact, dan pushed phil off him and walked inside. phil watched after him, his eyes boring into dans head.
he cant get close to dan.
he cant
