Unforgiven Mistakes

Falling for you

(Dan's POV)

I didn't want to talk to anyone the next day. I had already made up my mind before I gave them the chance to explain themselves.

I sat at the back of the classroom, doodling on my book covers throughout each lesson.

My head shot up in panic when I heard my name.

"Daniel Howell, why are you not partnered up?"

I glanced around the classroom, only receiving icy stares from those around me. Maybe I should have been listening.

"Well, let's see if there's anyone away today" she huffed, running her long, manicured nail down the class list.

Her hand stopped moving and she smiled up at me, clapping her hands.

"Ah good, Dan, you can go with Philip"

I dropped my pencil, are you actually kidding me?

Of course this would happen to me. It happens every time, I swear.

I muttered under my breath, complaining about every aspect of the task. Christ, I didn't even know what the assignment was on!

I guess I'd just have to deal with it and show Phil that I didn't need him. That would quite possibly mean I needed the topic though.

I awkwardly stood, noticing people's stares following my movements. I walked over to PJ, who was of course, paired with Louise.

"PJ, what is the topic?" I gritted my teeth, hoping I didn't bring much attention to myself.

"Hi Dan" PJ sighed, a mixture of shock and panic crossing his face.

"You alright, Dan?" Louise placed her hand on my arm.

I nodded, my lips pressed firmly together. I knew I couldn't tell them what happened with Phil. It would not only ruin me, but Phil.

"You don't look okay, Dan. Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" Louise questioned further, a look of concern gracing her features.

I nodded grimly again, refusing to answer either of their questions.

"Food Security" PJ suddenly acclaimed.

"Sorry?" I pondered over what that meant. Why would PJ suddenly say that unless...

"That's the topic" he explained, laughing slightly.

I went red as I nodded hurriedly and went back to my seat. I sat the whole lesson, taking notes occasionally but mostly thinking about my relationship, or lack of, with Phil.

I wasn't sure how I was going to do this project if I had to work with him. I still had, dare I say, feelings for him.

My thoughts were cut off by the bell. Thank god I only had one more lesson until I could leave this hell hole.

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Then Phil walked in. Just my luck!

I internally screamed and glared at Phil with all my might. I quickly gathered my belongings, pushing them across to my side of the desk.

I removed my feet from his chair but in the process my foot got caught, pulling the chair towards me.

"Hey Howell" Phil glowered down at me.

I sighed, rolling my eyes. I guess we were going back to this then.

"Philip Lester, please take your seat. Do not waste anymore of my time" Mr Roy cut our greeting short.

Phil took his seat but remained close to me. I just stared down at my paper, I couldn't look up. I could barely breathe.

I felt his intense stare, inspecting and scrutinising my every move. I felt 5 minutes pass, then 10.

I looked up, ready to confront him but the words got caught in my throat as I realised just how close he was.

I could feel his breath on my lips and quickly looked away.

"It's okay Howell, I've been told before that I'm irresistible" Phil whispered in my ear, breathing heavily.

I pushed him away, but underestimated my strength as Phil let out a quiet scream as he fell backwards off the chair.

Phil sat on the floor, glaring at me but I couldn't contain my laughter any longer. I couldn't help myself, I lost it.

"Lester, Howell. Get out of my class and do not return until you have learnt manners and proper etiquette." Mr Roy spat, opening the door.

Phil picked himself off the floor, brushing off his jeans and strutting out the door. I collected my books and followed Phil.

I turned around last minute to apologise to Mr Roy.

"Sorry, Mr Roy. I didn't mean for" He slammed the door in my face.

I sighed and sat down outside the classroom. My parents were not going to react well to me being kicked out of class two days in a row.

"Sorry I got you thrown out of class, Dan" Phil sat down next to me, stretching his legs in front of him.

I faced him with a look of incredulity. Who the hell did he think he was?

"Phil, I don't know what your problem is but until you sort your shit out, you need to stay the hell away from me. Okay?" I was so tired of him using me.

I watched his eyes turn cold as he stood up to leave. Was I too harsh on him? Maybe he has something else going on in his life?

"Whatever Howell, watch your back. Oh, and see you tomorrow night. We need to work on our...project" he winked, swaying his hips way more than necessary.

I laughed to myself, amazed at the wit of this boy. He was such a douchebag but at the same time, incredibly funny.

I pondered over my plan, before suddenly making my mind up.

"Hey Phil, wait!"

Hey guys, sorry for not updating in ages but I'm writing again now and I have a good idea of where this story is going to go. Thank you! xx