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Four

Dan's POV~

The next day I could barely keep my eyes off of Phil during orchestra. My seat was placed perfectly for me to be able to look up and see his radiant blue eyes, content on the music in front of him. I would occasionally look up and catch his eye, Phil giving me a small smile before returning to his music.

For the next week we always sat together at lunch, and began texting after school. I started feeling more comfortable around him and fell for him a bit more everyday. He'd never upset me or done anything to make me uncomfortable. That was, until today.

"Come on Dan, let's have lunch outside," Phil beckoned, though I never ate lunch. I followed him outside and into the warm atmosphere.

"Wow, it's so nice out here," Phil said as he spread his arms out and spun around, smiling wide as he did so. I couldn't help but admire how captivating he looked. "Don't you think so, Dan?" he said as he sat down.

"Yeah, it looks pretty great out," I said, standing still and looking around.

"You should take your jacket off, Dan, it feels so great out, and you must be hot," he said nonchalantly, glancing over at me. I froze. No, I can't. I can't take it off. He'll see my cuts. He'll think I'm a freak. I've finally found someone that can tolerate me, I don't want to lose him.

"Um, I-I think I'm alright," I said, sitting next to Phil and fumbling with the sleeves of my jacket, making sure my wrists were covered.

"Alright," Phil said, ignoring the situation. I was grateful for that. He continued to talk about a new video game he got, which would normally intrigue me, but I was too caught up in what had happened. Should I tell him about my cuts? Should I ignore it? I was interrupted with a hand waving in front of my face.

Phil's POV~

We ventured outside to eat lunch. I enjoyed the warming weather. I beckoned Dan to enjoy the feeling. When I asked him to take his jacket off he seemed almost shy about it, refusing and sitting down. I shrugged it off and started talking about the new game I got. But I noticed Dan seemed not to be paying attention. He had his head down and was fumbling with the sleeves of his jacket. I waved my hand in front of his face to try to get his attention.

"Dan? Dan, are you alright? You seemed to zone out for a minute there..." I asked, concerned.

"Uh, um, I don-" he stuttered. Seeming to not be able to get the words out. "Would you want to hang out after school?" He looked up from his hands playing wiht his jacket to look at me. "I mean only if you really want to, you don't have to or anything, It's just th-"

"Dan," i interrupted him, noticing how he rambled.

"Yeah?" he said sheepishly.

"I'd love to," I told him.

"Oh, uh, great. Yeah okay," he said, a smile sneaking onto his face. "So, I guess I'll, um, meet you after school and we can walk to my house, yeah?"

"Yeah," I said before the bell rang.

"Okay, cool. See you then," Dan said before turning and heading his own way.

"Hey," I said as Dan began to approach me. His backpack was slung lazily over his shoulder. I admired the way he looked as he walked towards me.

"Hey. Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yeah, totally."

"You're sure you want to hang out with me? I mean you really don't have to, I'm really awkw-"