Dan's POV
I sat at the back of the classroom of my first period. People tended to avoid me, after all I'm just the depressed freak. The only empty desk in the entire room was next to me.
About 10 minutes into the lesson, a boy came in. I didn't recognize him, so I was immediately intrigued. The boy was tall, maybe a bit shorter than me, and had a black fringe, much like mine except mine was brown. His eyes were the most beautiful shade of blue I had ever seen, but he noticed there were also specks of green and yellow with the blue. His eyes were beautiful.
The teacher looked at the boy before speaking. "Ah, Philip I presume?"
"Yeah, but you can just call me Phil."
The boy had a deep northern accent as well.
"Well, Phil, you can take a seat next to Dan, in the back."
Once those words left his mouth, I could feel anxiety begin to build.
What if he makes fun of me?
What if he hates me?
Phil sat down. He leaned a bit closer to me.
"Hi! Dan right? I'm Phil, the new kid. Do you mind showing me around some today?"
"Uh... yeah, sure." I smiled at him. No one is ever this nice to me.
A/N
so yea this is short but oh well
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You Matter To Me {Phan}
FanfictionDan Howell: A 16 year old boy with various mental disorders and bad life experiences. Dan is made fun of for being gay. He's constantly called a fag, ugly, and fat. He's told no one will ever love him, especially a boy. Dan hates himself. Phil Leste...
