Piercings And Flower Crowns

The voice of an angel

Dans P.O.V
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The day dragged on and my mind was still on the same thing. Phil. I sat through my classes writing pointless words.

The bell suddenly rang and, being the scardy cat I am, I jumped out of my seat. I felt my face go bright red and my eyes well with tears. I closed my eyes and breathed in. No way I was gonna cry today.

I kept my head down as I made my way to the lunch room. I did not want any confrontation from them. Obviously what I want didn't matter. I felt the hot breath on my neck before I could run.

I felt my neck be grabbed and the next thing I knew, I was up against a locker by my neck. I tried to kick away but ended up making him even more angry. Zach squeezed on my neck harder.

"Let me teach you a lesson short stuff" he spat. I felt the black splotches appear across my sight. I was ready to drift off then suddenly, I felt a pain to the face that could only be described as a lopsided punch.

I dropped to the floor and coughed and choked. I glanced up and noticed a crowd had gathered. Shit. People saw me take that. I scattered around to collect my things. When I had them together I rushed to the nearest bathroom and locked the door. I collapsed against the door.

When I collected my self I looked in the mirror. Wow. I already had a black eye. It had tints of purple and blue, even hints of red.

I unlocked the door and made my way to the lunch room. When I walked to the lunch table at the back of the room I felt the usual things thrown at me. When I sat down somthing was very different.

Phil was there. When he saw me his face lit up with looked like joy, but then it was anger.

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Phil's P.O.V
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I had been waiting for a while and was ready to go look for him. The I saw him walk in and I felt a surge of excitement flow through me. Then I saw it...the huge bruise around his eye. The excitement was instantly replaced with rage. I felt my fists curl up.

This is not something I tolerate. I can't stand it when others are hurt for what they like. He must have read my expression because he looked scared.

Damn Phil, you don't want to scare him right? I motioned for him to come sit down. When he sat down I prepared to interrogate him about the bruise.

"Hey Dan, what happened?" I asked carefully

"Nothing happened." He instantly replied.

"Something obviously happened!" I felt myself getting angry. Not at him, but at the fact that he was lying.

"What do you care?" He asked, a sudden rise in his voice."We just met today, and you seem like you would fit right in with them."

"Them? Who are they?" I calmed myself down and asked softly.

"Just leave me alone!" I noticed his voice cracked.

"Dan please, I'm trying to help."

"You say that now" His voice was definitely cracking. "But you'll leave me just like everybody else!"

The bell rang and Dan rushed away. I sighed and looked at my schedule. I had Choir next. I don't really sing, but I love watching and listening to others.

I entered the choir room and saw Dan sitting in the back of the class. He looked really nervous. I walked over to him.

"Hey I'm sorry about earlier" I tried to apologise.

"It's fine I was just being my usual spaz self"

"So what's going on?" Everyone was combing through there notebooks nervously.

"Oh, this? Mrs. Shannon does a thing where she picks a name out of a hat and whoever gets picked has to sing."

"That sounds scary."

"Not really"

Then the teacher clapped her hands and the room grew silent.
"Okay class, today's singer is" she looked pleased when she looked at the name "Daniel Howell."

I looked at Dan and he looked totally calm. I was suprised.
He casually stepped to the front of the room and ignored the comments as he walked.

He picked up a guitar from the corner, and it was a bit to big.

Without warning he began strumming.

~☆Play song now☆~

"Is there a right way for how this goes?
You've got your friends and you've got your foes
They want a piece of somthing hot
Forget your name like you forgot"

I stood in awe. His voice filled the room with a soft yet slightly angered sound. I loved it. His voice was beautiful and he looked beautiful singing. The way his fingers danced over the strings, not missing a chord, was beautiful.

"Nobody's gonna love you if you can't
Display a way to capture this
Nobody's gonna hold your hand
And guide you through
No it's up for you to understand
Nobody's gonna feel your pain
When all is done and it's time for you to walk away
So when you have today
You should say all that you have to say"

Everything seemed to melt away when he sang. It was like something out of a movie. His eyes, his big beautiful brown eyes, were brimming with tears.

When he finished the room was silent. Not a single clap or word. The emotions ins the crowd varied. Some were suprised, some filled with awe, and there was one face in the seat near the back who was filled with What looked like anger. Anger?

Dan had an odd expression on his face. He looked straight at me and then, without warning, collapsed.

A/N I apologise for me being such a trashy writer ^_^