[COMPLETED] soft boy//phan (1)

Fourteen

phil

i've been wondering why dan wasn't in art class today, or any of the other classes i had with him.

it was odd since i saw him this morning when he was passing by and the girls were talking about him. maybe be got switched to different hours so he didn't have to be seen by me, carson or tanner.

i knew it was my fault, but he was so perfect at times it made my teeth clench and want to punch him myself. what made me want to do it harder was the fact he was so damn good at art, better than me. and he wanted to go to college for it.

and the good part of that is his parents wouldn't let him do that, they thought it was a waste of four years. but he would probably find a girl that he thought was the best thing ever but in everyone else's minds she was the ugliest, if he ever had a glow up instead of get hit by the ugly stick.

but i didn't want to be thinking about dan anymore so i just took a quick walk around the school since i was already skipping class. the halls were nearly empty, papers and litter scattering the ground.

i stopped when I heard a faint sobbing come from around the lockers. i peeked around the corner, seeing dan crouched down and his knees pulled to his chest, sobbing into them.

my breath hitched as his black skirt slid down his legs slowly and the way his grey sweater drowned him. it was like he lost all faith, like all color in his life.

"dan?" i whispered rounding the corner and bending down to touch him reassuringly.

he slapped my hand away and glared at me with eyes of chocolate, "don't fucking touch me, lester." he snapped in an instant.

"please, dan. i just want to help."

and that's when the waterworks came in, that's when his face puffed up with rosy cheeks and his lips quivering, that's when he was cornered in the lockers and I was sitting there, like a hunter trying to calm an insane fox.

i wanted dan to stop crying, because deep down it made me feel so bad to the point where i wanted to wrap my arms around him but at the same time i wanted to scream and demand he do the same thing to me as i did to him.

"help me? help me?! are you fucking serious! i've been through so much pain for months and it's all because of a big misunderstanding! and now that you see that i'm hurt you want to comfort me and then leave, hoping i won't tell the police and get you and your precious friends expelled!" he screamed and my eyes shot wide.

it never occurred to me that dan could yell, "please, dan, i'll never leave you." i said, trying to calm him.

"bullshit."

"i'll prove it to you." i said and grabbed his bony wrists, pulling him into my lap and pulling him as close as possible.

he gasped and tried to wiggle away but i held him firmly in place, "i'm not gay, phil. l-let me go." he tried again.

"i'm not either, i'm just here to help."