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Hi guys! So this is my first ever phanfiction and it is not going to be great but I'm working on it okokok lmao enjoy! xx
"Dan?"
"Dan!"
"DANIEL!!"
I heard my mum shouting me but pretended I couldn't hear her through my headphones, I knew what the conversation was going to be about anyway. I turned up my volume and drowned out the shouting with "I'm not okay (I promise)" by My Chemical Romance. You'd think by looking at me I wouldn't like that kind of music, yeah I wear pastel colours, flower crowns, and oversized jumpers, but I still have a good taste in music.
"Daniel!" My mother shouted as she swung open my door, startling me. " why didn't you come downstairs when i know you heard me shouting"
"Sorry... I didn't hear you I was listening to music"
"Right well, regardless of that come downstairs now please. Me and your father want to talk"
I turn off my phone and head downstairs in my pastel pink jumper and white skinny jeans, and of course a flower crown.
I walk into the kitchen and see my dad sat at the head of the table, my mum sat the other side of the table, motioning for me to sit down.
"Daniel" my father begins, "me and your mother are concerned"
Maybe it isn't the conversation I thought I was going to be having..,
"About what...?" I ask innocently
"Well, all your friends have started  going out partying we were just wondering as to why you aren't ou-"
"I don't have to go out if I don't feel comfortable doing so!" I interrupt
It's not like I don't enjoy going out with friends, I really do, it's just going out, getting hammered and laid just isn't my thing, I'd rather stay at home with a book or listen to muse in my room.
"It's not just that Daniel, they all have girlfriends and you're 18 now, shouldn't you start thinking about having a relationship?"
I sat twiddling my thumbs under the table, it's not that I don't like girls, I think they're pretty and stuff, I just... I prefer boys.
"I don't want a girlfriend" I say quietly, as if talking to myself.
"So you're gay?" My dad asks, sounding almost concerned
"No I just- I'm not ready for a relationship yet" I say, standing up and walking upstairs back to my room. I don't have to tell them, yet if I don't want to, right? Yeah I'll tell them one day, just not today.
I fall asleep listening to the sweet sound of muse and drift off into a place I hope is better than here.

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