Two Of A Kind

Dan:Twelve

I started to type out a single line; Haha, I meant pal! Not Phil xD I sighed. There was no way I was sending that. I did NOT want to send an email. "Phil" didn't respond to mine yet so there was no way I was going to write another one after that incident. I yawn and walk downstairs and outside, as it's about 2 in the afternoon, and a weekend. It's pretty sunny out, and luckily not raining yet. I breathe in the fresh spring air and put in some earbuds, listening to some Panic! At The Disco, and match my footsteps to the beat of the song. After a few songs, I've walked 2 blocks away from my house. I don't mind, as long as I make back home before it starts- I feel a raindrop on my shoulder... -raining. I sigh and start walking faster when I see him. Phil Lester. WHY?! He was in a driveway, which must be his own, with a skateboard in his hand. I locked eye contact with him.

"Uh." I stammered when Phil's mum shouted from out the window.

"Phil! Remember to be home for dinner! Oh! You've found a friend! I'm glad! Hello, Phil's friend!"

I awkwardly waved in her direction and smiled weakly. I glanced over at Phil who was now standing closer to me.

"Don't, Dan. Please."

"I-I'm not going to hurt you! I'm done hurting people for fun! I'm not a monster!"

"D-Dan... You never were a monster..." Phil spoke. I guess he tries to see the best in everyone but some people just don't deserve it.

"Uh..."

"You just need some improvement, that's all... I believe that nobody acts out against another for no reason..."

I feel like I should tell him the reason, but I'm scared to... I don't like opening up to people.

"Uh. You want- Do you wanna know my reason?"

"Dan, I'm not asking you to-"

"My parents hate me. My brother is always the better one and I'm sick of it! I'm worthless compared to him! WORTHLESS! EVERYTHING HE DOES IS ALWAYS BETTER THAN WHAT I DO! DAMN IT, I MIGHT AS WELL BE TRASH COMPARED TO HIS GOLDEN METALS! I-"

"Dan! It's okay... calm down. You aren't worthless. Nobody is worthless."

I sigh... I always get all fired up when I talk about this. It's so unfair... I hate how angry I get so quickly. I've always thought I've had anger issues.

"Thank you..." I sigh. This is so awkward. I just spilt my biggest secret to him. I didn't even really mean to, it just came out.

"Phil?"

"Yes?"

"Please don't tell anyone about this. I'm just so unhappy with who I am." I regret the words as soon as they come out of my mouth. I've told him this in an email. If he hasn't figured out who I by now, he surely does now.

By the time I finish my rant, we've realized it's pouring. The rain exploded along the ground. Phil grunts and starts running back to his house, as we've made it a few blocks away.

"Hey!" I say, following him. After a few minutes, we've made it, and I'm a wet, curly-haired mess. I mentally groan and mumble some choice words under my breath.

"Bye, Phil!"

"Dan?"

"Yes?" Oh God... Please don't let it what I think it is...

"Wanna stay at my house while the storm calms down?"

There it is.

"Uh...Uh... I-I.. sure?" I studder. Why am I agreeing to this?! It's too late to back out now... I step in his porch, dreading the awkward moments to come.

Hey guys!!! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it was so fun to write!!!

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