Bullied by Dan Howell-(DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 3

Dan's POV
What was I doing?
I was beating down my life.
It wasn't her fault.
It wasn't anyone's fault, except for the giant piece of shit I call a family.
My moms a junkie.
My dads abusive.
My siblings we given away or killed.
I'm next.
     My thoughts and my beatings were interrupted by my neck being pinned to the lockers. Phil was yelling something at me, but I was focused on my poor decisions. I was done. Phil gave me a horrible glare. I knew what was coming. He punched me straight in the nose. I heard a crack. He broke my nose. I started to focus on him. I easily got out of his grip. I watched his emotion change from angry to terrified. I didn't go to Phil. I didn't do anything to Phil. I went to Andy.
-Andy's POV-
I watched Phil punch Dan's nose. Hard. But then his plan backfired. Dan got out of his grip. I saw Phil become terrified. Dan didn't walk over to Phil. He walked over to me. I was shaking violently. I was dead. Dan pinned me up against the wall and whispered, "Your mine," then he kissed me. Dan Howell. Kiss. Me. I didn't kiss back. I just sat there. In shock. I pushed him back and yelled, "EW YOU CREEP! TOUCH ME AGAIN AND IM CALLING THE POLICE!" Dan began to blush, he turned completely red. He began to cry. To sob. He ran to the bathroom. Phil looked at me, my face in complete shock. My bruised body shaking violently. My eyes wide. "I hate that man," Phil says completely serious. "He tried to kiss me," I said, still in shock. "He tried to kiss me, Phil, he tried to kiss me,"