2 MONTHS LATER September
Phil's POV
I was sat on my bed just on Twitter and stuff when I started to think.
I remember the day Dan and I first met. I was sat reading awful tweets when someone walked in to the room and as I looked the whole world stopped. Dan stood observing the place. Even though he was far away I could still see his wonderful eyes. He looked quite uncomfortable. I had always saw him around school. I would always look at him when he would walk past me. I new he had a rough time in school. Speaking of school today was Dan's first day back. I looked at the time. 2:34.
He is getting out in like one minute. I should text him.
Hey sweety how was the first day back? :)
I waited a few minutes with no answer. He probably just had his phone off for class.
Then I felt my phone vibrate it was from Dan.
Um can I come round your house for a bit.
I was confused. I hope he was okay.
Yeah of course. Mum isn't home dads at work just come right in I'll be in my room.
Thx Love you.
He sent.
Love you too <3 :)
I ended the conversation.
A few minutes later I heard my door burst open then slam. I looked up from my computer. I saw Dan standing there in his uniform, which was cute but is was no longer a white shirt more now a brown and dirty shirt, looking like he was getting ready to and had already been crying. I could tell hr was holding back tears.
"Sweety what's wrong were you crying?" I asked setting my computer to the side.
He shook his head 'yes' and I put my arms out for a hug. He walked over to my bed and I stood up we hugged and stood there for a few minutes with Dan crying into my shoulder.
"Dan. Do wanna tell me what's wrong? Did something happen at school? It will be better once you tell me." I said as I rubbed his back for comfort.
We sat down on my bed together and Dan finally calmed down.
"The whole day was perfect no one picked at me or anything. I went outside and was just walking home minding my own business when a few guys came up and started messing with me. I-I wasn't doing anything wrong. They were just picking on me. I thought that since they are obviously the same year as me, so I could ask them to stop and not get horribly hurt. So I nicely asked them to stop and thats when they.." He stopped and was holding back tears.
"T-they pushed me into a tree then s-started just punching and beating me up." He said.
He started to cry again. I put my arm around him and started to rock side to side. "Shhh. Sweety it'll be okay. Are you hurt?" I asked.
"N-not terribly a a few bruises." He said.
"Can I see?" I asked so I could tell if he actually ment it wasn't that bad.
