Phan One Shots

Cant Take This Anymore.

This one shot was suggested by lizamo31

Punk!Phil + Pastel!Dan

Trigger Warning(s): Bullying, Self harm, anorexia, depression.

Summary:
Dan gets bullied by the punk boy but what happens when the punk looks in one of dans diary and knows the truth about Dan,
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Dans POV,

I walk into school, pulling my pastel pink sleeves down as I get closer too the gates, He has been following me all morning, calling me insults, it's horrible, I have been getting it for two years and I'm too broke too get any 'normal' boys clothes so I wear my comfortable pastel clothing too school, I don't even pay for food,

Or though I wouldn't eat it anyway.

Too fat too eat..

"Your such a fat ugly piece of shit" Phil's words spike through my ears and straight into my brain as my hands shake and I feel cold, even though it's 19 degrees today, I just sigh and keep going too my locker.

"Alright slut?" Phil says and leans against the locker next too mine, I just shake my head. "Go away meanie!" I say and he laughed at how childish I am. I felt like crying when he slapped the back of my head hard.

"We all know your a slut Dan, dressing in skirts are not what good boys do is it?" I just concentrate on not letting any words flow out of my eyes otherwise he will think I'm weak, but I'm weak, I'm so weak I can't pick up one of my books.

"I said something twat" he says and punches my arm. I sniffle lightly and sigh. "Leave me alone Phil." I say and grab my books before storming off, bad move..

Very.. Very bad move..

"Don't fucking move away from me you fat shit." He says and grabs my college and pushed me against the wall, my eyes wide and staring into his bright blue ones, his bracelet covered wrists and my chemical romance t shirt lazily thrown on and his hair always perfect. His tattoos and piercings only compliment the outfit.

"I'm sorry." I whisper and he shakes his head and slaps my face. "Don't fucking lie to me Howell, you know I could knock you out right here" he says and I just nod.

I wish you nocked me out and I died from how powerful the punch is. Because all I do is deserve too die. You never noticed how thin my cheeks became more caved in, or how my sleeves got longer, or how I got quieter, I did all of this to try and make myself perfect for you, but all I get is insults and punches.

I felt a punch straight too my stomach and I doubled over coughing, he kicked my back and I fell too the floor. I felt tears fall down my cheeks as I pushed my sleeves down as he grabbed my hair, my flower crown falling off. "You should go and swallow pills because you don't deserve a place on this earth. Swallow the pills instead of starting at them love." And then he left me..

Left me too think about actually doing this and knowing that no one would care..

I stood up and grabbed my book, it instantly feeling heavy as I walk too my lesson, my bag hurting my back as I walked too the classroom. I go into my maths lesson and I sit down at the back next too a window and get my diary out.

Dear diary.

I can't take this anymore, he hasn't noticed that my sleeves have got longer, he hasn't noticed that my nights have gotten longer, he hasn't noticed anything. He hasn't noticed me not eating because I want too be pretty for him.

Maybe I should just die because I don't have a place on this earth anyway.

That's what you said.