Piercings And Flower Crowns

Overthinking

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Dan's P.O.V
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The sweet voice of Patrick filled the silence that lingered in the car. I tapped my fingers against my thigh in tempo with the song, humming along.

I looked over at Phil, only to see him looking at me. I quickly stopped humming. I felt a hot sensation form over my cheeks. Shit, I was blushing.

"So Dan, who taught you to play the guitar like that?" Phil raised an eyebrow to me. "You were fantastic!"

"I'm uh, self taught"I awnsered honestly.

"That's amazing!" Phil looked like he just found out he could fly. I was adorable really.

"Uh You can stop here." I nuged Phil.

We were sat in front of my house. Where I had lived for years, my mother refused to leave even after what happened.

"Oh uh alright, I guess I'll see ya around" He sounded almost hopeful.

Psh. To bad it's probably a trick. That's what it always is. Pretend to be friends with the fag, and then when he gets attached, break his gay little heart.

I stepped out of the car and straightened out my skirt. I looked back at the car and saw Phil staring.

"Oh and Danny skirts look great on you" he said quickly.

And not a moment later sped off.

I was left, standing shocked. Did that boy just tell me I looked good?
Wait. I'm an idiot, he's teasing me.

I walked up the steps of my gray house, dragging my converse across the small pebbles that rested on the stairs. It was gonna be difficult to hide this black eye.

I opened the door calling out to my mother "Mom I'm home!".

She walked in wiping her hands on her apron.

"Hey baby, how was school?" She asked, reaching for a glass of water behind me.

"It was.." I paused, searching for the right words to say. "Interesting." I had been rubbing my eye, it hurt like hell but I had to hide it.

I left her in the kitchen, and bounded up the stairs to my room. I sighed and sat jumped on to my bed, tossing my flower crown onto my bedside table.

I stared at the ceiling, thinking. Andrew. What was he doing? It wasn't like the usual teasing, he kissed me. Was he..attracted to me?!

My thoughts drifted to Phil, the new kid. He did seem sincere when he was talking to me. It has to be a trick. Nobody is nice to me, especially not someone that hot.

I drifted off to sleep before I knew it.

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☆The next day☆
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☆Phil's P.O.V☆
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I arrived at school the next day, slightly excited to see the pastel boy again.

I pulled into a parking spot and stepped out of my car. The girl from yesterday approached me. She was the girl who told me to sit by her.

"I think we got off on the wrong foot" she said, twirling her hair between her fingers. "I just didn't want you to have to suffer."

"Suffer? What do you mean?" I asked with a bit of venom in my voice.

"Well you were sitting by the school tranny. I didn't want you to get annoyed or disgusted."

I felt my chest get hot.
Annoyed? Disgusted?

"Have any of you people actually had a conversation with him?" I asked, my voice rising. "Or do you base everything off the way people dress?"

She gave me a quizzical expression and simply replied "I'll see ya around Philly."

I grimaced at the name "Philly".
I walked towards the school doors, pushing past the many students rushing in.

I made my way to my first period and what I saw made me stop in my tracks.

Dan's outfit. He wore a pastel purple crop top that showed of curves I didn't think boys could have. A short, loose black skirt showed off perfectly shaped hips. Lacey black thigh highs clung to his legs. A messy purple flower crown hung sloppily over his hair.

It was breath taking, honestly. I made my way over to him. He was attempting to grab something from the top of his locker, and failing. It was then I noticed how small he was. It made him even more adorable.

☆~I know the height thing. It's for the sake of the story and plus it's way cuter~☆

I stepped up behind him and he must have sensed me be cause he said, "Please not today, you can do what ever you want tomorrow just please not today."

He sounded..scared.

"Uh Dan need some help?" I offered.

He turned around with a look of surprise. He looked down and returned to his attempts at reaching the what appeared to be a book.

I wanted to grab him by the waist and lift him to reach it but something told me he wouldn't be too keen on that. So I grabbed the book with ease and handed it to him.

"T-thanks" he stuttered out "You can stop doing this now"

"Doing what?"

"Being all nice and helping me" he didn't stutter this time. "It's not normal for people like you to be nice to people like me."

He turned and walked away. I just stood there. I made a promise to my self right then and there. I was gonna make this boy my best friend.

I noticed something while he walked away. He wasn't strutting and shaking his hips like the girls do. Somehow though, they still waved. There was a boy, maybe a little shorted than me, staring right at Dan. It wasn't hateful. It wasn't happy either it was..lust?

Then I recognised who the boy was.
The boy from choir who looked angry after Dan gave an amazing performance. Did he have a crush on Dan?

~A/N~ ☆The updates are taking forever to right and I'm sorry. I just want to put quality out there instead of quantity.☆