⚫Bullied⚫

⚫two⚫

Phils POV
"Oh yeah?! Well fuck you!" I yelled at my asshole of a dad. He just got done telling me how worthless I was.

I ran out of the door and ran down the street as fast as I could. I looked behind me to see him with an angry expression. I'm going to get it. I slowed down as I entered school grounds. I saw Pj and smiled then walked up to him.

We started having meaningless conversations. I felt someone stare at me. I turned around to see the one and only Daniel Howell. He looked down I saw him reach for his phone and turn up the song he was listening to. He passed I heard part of The Black Parade. He's got some good taste.

I watched as he went inside to his locker and to his...boyfriend. God I hated Chris. I tensed up as he slapped Dan's ass. And did Dan just, he fucking blushed!

"You okay?" PJ asked.

"Yeah, sure." I said super pissed off.

"I need to get to class early so I'll see you later." He said.

"Okay." I stated plainly.

Pj walked off as I stared at Chris humping Dan. Oh the anger is real. Me and Dan have known eachoter for years and he just turns to Chris! I've been there, he hasn't. I need him. He's my drug, my antidepressant, my love.

I started to walk to class still mad. They were in front of me and he just slapped his ass again! That's it! That's fucking it!

Dan walked into class and I walked in after him taking my seat by Marcus and PJ.

I wrote in a note: After class I need to get Dan's attention so we can't let him get away. Remember, Hommo Howell, chase him until there's no one around. I'll take it from there.

They both nodded and now all I have to do is wait for that bell to ring.

After about twenty minutes the bell finally rang. And Marcus and PJ were up and out going after Dan.

"Oi! Hommo Howell!" Said PJ

"Hommo Howell!" Everyone fell silent. We chased Dan outside. With occasional 'Hommo Howells' from the guys.

We chased him all the way to the foresyt behind the school. Time to get rid of the boys.

"Oi, Pj, Marcus go look somewhere else. I'll stay here." They both said okay and ran off.

"Dan?" No response.

"I'm not a twat, I know you're in here somewhere." I walked towards the big tree infront of me.

"Howell, there's no use in staying behind this tree." I said and I came out on the side to see Dan backing up and he bumped into another tree. His clumsiness was adorable.

"Whatever you're going to do to !e, do it now." He said with a bit of force in his voice.

"Oi ya find Hommo yet?" Asked Marcus. Ugh no they need to leave! I turned around and responded with:

"No go check inside." And they were gone once more. When I turned to face Dan he had sat down.

I walked over and sat by Dan. I guess I was to close, as to he scooted away.

I needed him, this, just say it you fucking baby.

"Kiss me." I breathed out. He didn't say anything.

"Please, kiss me Dan." I whimperd out. Quiet once more. Why?! Why does he do this to me?!

I stood up. "Goddamnit!" I hit the tree which made Dan flinch, "Fucking kiss me! I see the way you stare at me! Please." I quieted down "Please I need this." I said quietly.

"Please Dan." I crouched down, "I need this." I needed to know he loved me back, I needed to know Chris wasn't in the picture, I need him to let me love him.

"Please?" I needed this, him. He needed to be mine. Forever. I needed this.

"Fucking hell!" I yelled and I pulled his limp body to mine, kissing him harshly. Sparks oh the sparks.

His soft lips were amazing, but he wasnt kissing me back. My hands pulled him into my lap as they found their way to his bum. I stopped kissing him and looked in his eyes.

"Dan kiss back, babe." I said. He didn't reply, he just looked at me. I pushed him off of me and stood up.

"Talk to me! Kiss me! Love me! Please! Please Dan!" I yelled. I felt my heart break into a million pices remembering this mornings encounters. He loved Chris. He loved Chris!

"What is it because of Chris?! Am I not better? Huh? Fucking awnser!" Silent once more.

"You think you're hot shit huh?" I asked "Dont you!"

"N...no."

"Oh now you want to talk!"

Silent again. If he wasn't going to be mine he wasn't going to be anyone's!

"You have ten seconds to run. Go."