Broken | Dan and Phil Fanfiction [COMPLETED]

What the hell

-Phil's POV-

I think I'm having a mental breakdown. Dan left about an hour ago and the only thing I've been doing since then is sitting here, crying, thinking about how much my life sucks. I'm mad. I'm furious. I'm pissed at how Dan reacted towards my scars. I'm pissed at how I started crying in front of him. I'm pissed at myself. What am I doing? I can't possibly allow myself to date two people at once, but I can't possibly just tell either of them. I've got to keep both relationships on the down low for now until I figure out what to do.
What if Dan wants to be really open about it at school? What if Meghan finds out about it? Meghan knows people that go to my school, and they'll know that me and her are dating and then they'll see me and Dan making out in the hallway or something and tell Meghan. I'm such a mess.

-The Next Morning-

Dan was texting me all through the night and even right now. I never responded. I couldn't. He probably think that I'm dead, or that I hate him. I wish I was dead. I wish I didn't like him, but neither of those were true. I still had to go to school today and I still had to face Dan and everybody else there. I honestly wasn't scared of what people would think of me. I could care less if they hate gay people, I just don't want Meghan to find out. Maybe I should just stop caring. If I'm shy about our relationship because of Meghan then it'll be a bad relationship. I should give my all to Dan, and give my all to Meghan. If one of them finds out then it'll be over but at least I tried my best to make it a good relationship.
Maybe school will take my mind off the relationships.

The halls seemed empty today. There's your occasional couple kissing in the corner, that one dude smoking weed in his locker, and a few others wondering the halls. Other than that it was somewhat quiet and eerie, seeing as our cheap ass school won't replace the broken and flickering lights. Well, it was quiet up until I heard fast paced pounding behind me, like somebody was running. I turn around right before I'm tackled by Dan and shoved into the lockers.
"Ow what the hell?"
He had shoved my shoulder right into the knob for the lock.
"Don't 'what the hell' me! What the hell you?!"

"What do you mean 'what the hell' me?"

"I mean, what the hell?! I was texting you all night! I thought you died or something!"
I told you that he'd think I was dead.
"Sorry. I had a busy night."

"Doing what? Ignoring my texts?"

"Yep."

"I hate you." He puts on an obviously fake frown. 

"Yeah, that's why you were texting my all night, right?" I smirk and he can't help but smile. 

After a small moment of silence, Dan sighs and then asks, "So, I have a question."

"Shoot."

"How uh.. Open do you want to keep this?"
I shift my weight from side to side thinking. I wanted to give him my all but I wasn't really prepared to kiss him in the hallways or anything like that.
"um.. not too?"

"that's fine." he offers me a small smile letting me know he's genuinely okay with my decision. He slowly slips his hand into mine and holds it there for just a few seconds before releasing it.

First period consisted of us sitting in the back, not paying attention and laughing at every little thing the other one said. I was still mad at him from the other night, but he was slowly winning me back. I really couldn't afford to hold grudges against people because currently, i only had two friends. 
My next three classes were boring, as usual. History bored the hell out of me, but right afterwards was lunch. Dan and I normally sit at a table by ourselves and gossip. We've sat with some of his neutral friends at a different table a couple of times but never really talked to them.
As soon as the bell rang I rushed out of the room to reserve our table.
So here I am now. I've been sitting here for about ten minutes waiting for Dan. I haven't seen him at all after first period. I start to get a little worried. I had texted him a couple of times asking where he was and why he was late but he never responded. Maybe he was just getting payback for me not responding last night, but maybe I should go and look for him.
I shove my way through ignorant people wading in the halls and try to avoid stepping in spilled mashed potatoes and grapes.  Where the hell could he be? If I was Dan, where would I go?
Maybe the bathroom? all the classes were closed during lunch so that really could be the only place.
"Oh yeah my names Dan. I have to go to the bathroom all the time to fix my hair and my clothes because I always have to look pristine." I say doing my absolute worst impression of Dan. I start laughing a little. I'm so stupid I crack myself up.
I check the bathroom nearest to the cafeteria first.
"Dan?"
Nada
Onto the next bathroom.
I get the to door and crack it slightly.
"Daniel are you- oh my god!" I open the door more and rush inside. Dan is heaped on the floor leaning up against the wall, blood dripping from his nose. There's blood everywhere.
"Dan what the hell happened?"
His face is already starting to swell and his eyes are only half open trying to hold onto consciousness.
"Dan look at me! What happened?"
I see his lip start to move and can hear him trying to find his voice, and with what seems like his last breath he murmurs:
"Z-Zack"

A/N
Heyy I know. Short chapter and it sucks. I'm sorry.