Words cut deep a Dan+Phil fanfic

Elin is swaggy :D

He didn't overly mind if Phil went to Starbucks with these guys. To be honest, Dan was just looking for an excuse to cut. Being the Internet homo he is, Dan scrolled for hours over Facebook, Twitter and Tumblr, before he was bored and found himself looking blankly at the google search bar. He suddenly found himself tapping in "self harm". An official website popped up and he hesitantly clicked on it. He skimmed over some facts about how bad it was. He didn't want to know. He got to the "why people self harm" just to see if anyone did it for the same reason as him. Family disturbance, bullying...lots came up, until he saw something that caught his eye. He quickly clicked it. The paragraph read "people self harm for lots of reasons, but no one seems to understand why they would choose this way, however bad things are. Self harm is addictive, as it releases adrenaline into the body, but is only a temporary release. The pain subsides, and you feel numb" Dans heart was racing. He understood every word and could relate so much, he carried on reading..." However, this relaxation doesn't last long and the pain of the cuts burn and to help cope with it, people cut again. It's a vicious circle, and very difficult to get help. This is a mental health issue, so we advise you see..." Dan clicked off the page. He didn't need help. He didn't have a "mental health problem" he wasn't a freak. Those people, scuicidal people were weird, it wasn't him, it wasn't. His arm began to itch, and wouldn't go away. It wasn't the kind of itch you couldn't scratch... He gulped, before hearing Phil come in. He huffed. "I bought Chinese!" Phil yelled. "Just to say sorry, y'know...for earlier.." Dan faked a smile and walked into the kitchen. They ate and Dan even made jokes. Phil couldn't know something was wrong. Dan couldn't enjoy his food, for every moment he was away from the comfort of the sharp object, the more his arms began To itch. Thankfully Phil was tired and made his excuses before sliding off to bed, kissing Dan on the way by. Dan barely felt it. His mind was in other places. He practically ran into his room, a clear vision of what he was going to do next.

((HEYY ELIN ^.^ soo um a guy walks into a bar with a roll of Tarmac under his arm. He says to the barman "a pint for me, and one for the road")) -I laughed xD