i walked away from the boy- who i was deeply in love with -with my heart drooping low and my hands in my pockets.
i kicked a few rocks as i walked away from the school. i was under so much stress right now and i couldn't bear to be at that hell.
not now, anyway.
i decided to go to the forest. it calmed me down a lot. the tall trees, the slight smell of petrichor, the dark green grass.
everything.
i sat down up againt a tree, probably staining my black jeans with silver dew on the grass.
but i didn't care.
i felt alone, but not lonely. i felt, at home, and safe.
until i heard footsteps.
i stood up and looked around, not daring to say a word.
i was terrified.
i saw a shadow emerging from behind a few trees, my eyes not being sure what to make of it, but my brain telling me to step backwards slowly. i started stepping backwards until i tripped.
great.
the figure got closer, until i could finally make out who it was.
"phil?" i asked in shock. "why are you here?"
i threw his cigarette onto the ground and stood on it.
"i'm so sorry, dan. i was an asshole back there. i should've told you what was wrong. i should've, but i didn't. and now i've caused you pain. i cause everyone pain" he looked down and played with the strings on his sweatpants.
"you don't cause me pain, phil. i underst-"
"no, dan. that's the thing. you don't understand. no one understands" he turned around. i stood up and walked over to him.
"i care about you" i said quietly.
"huh?"
"i, i care about you. and i'm sure other people do too" i spoke a little louder.
"why?" he turned back to face me.
"because, phil lester, you're an amazing person. you're funny, smart, kind, everything" i smiled. "i don't care if you're upset or angry, it doesn't change what i think of you and it doesn't change who you are as a person. now i know it might've seemed like i was upset but really i-"
i was cut off.
by the feel of phil's lips pressed against mine.
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hi
i'm angry ok
so sorry if this isn't very good
