Mr. Howell // Dan Howell x Reader

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Dan looks at me and sees that I was crying. He extends his arm to stop me, "hey hey hey, what's wrong?" He asks, genuinely concerned.

I shake my head and sit in my seat. Taking out my binder, I start crying. I can't do this. Phil is going to get in trouble.  I stand up, "M-Mr. Howell?" I asks quietly.

"What's up?" He asks Noticing the tears.

"I need to go to the office" I reply, not looking up at him

Dan cocks an eyebrow, "why?"

"I'll tell you later?"

He nods, "alright. Be careful"

I walk hesitantly into the office. I see Phil and Alfie. The only open seat is the one beside Alfie. I sigh and sit beside him, not looking at either of them.

The principal comes out, "Ms. (Y/l/n)? I wasn't expecting you to be here" she says softly

"I just want you to here my side of the story," I reply shyly. I can almost feel the boys' glare burning my hair.

She nods, "after these two runts"

I nod, my head still hanging low. I look at my thighs and realize they have gotten bigger. I don't know why they would. My diet hasn't changed, neither has my exercise routine. It's not like I'm an exercise freak, but I get my fair share. I pinch the extra fat on my thigh. Alfie pokes my thigh.

"Don't touch me" I growl

He chuckles. I don't look up at him, but I assume he looks away.

I did notice it harder to put my pants on this past week, but I thought I was just bloated. If that were the case, it would've only lasted a day before I got my period. I still haven't. Maybe I have gained weight.

"Mr. Lester" Mrs. Marbles calls. Phil gets up from the waiting seat, a puddle of tears being deserted from where he was.

This when I decide to look up. When I look up, I see the hurt male standing in front of me, doing the walk of shame. This was my fault. If I didn't fight back from Alfie, no one would have known and Phil wouldn't have stuck up for me. I hate seeing Phil, out of all people, hurt. Standing before me, almost in a different state of being I have never known. This was my fault.