×Dan's POV×
I walked down the high school hallway in fear, I was not used to this. Everyone was staring at me, why?? All my scars and bruises had healed!!
"Uhh??" Two students muttered, the only noises heard as I was walking down the hallway.
Everything was so quiet when I entered rooms, did I do something? People would either stare me down and freak me out or they would pretend I didn't exist. I wiped my eyes which were still sleepy.
I steadied my backpack on my back and opened the door to my first period, I felt my phone vibrate through my bag, I had gotten a text. I asked to use the restroom and grabbed my phone on the way out. I was still stared at in the hallway, but this time I didn't care. I made it to the bathroom, walked into the one with male symbol on the door, shut it and locked it. I pulled out my phone to see who texted me.
It was my girlfriend.
"Shit!" I muttered. I opened the text
I knew I wasn't straight, in fact I had known that since 6th grade, I am in highschool now. I know, It makes no sense but If it weren't for everybody in school, I would not have a girlfriend and be A LOT happier about my life.
"Where the hell are you?! I told you to meet me at the back of the school! You didn't forget did you?!" The text read.
"Fuck!!!" I had forgotten.
I quickly texted back, "sorry I'll see you there.."
I grabbed my bag and threw my phone in it, then made my way to the back of the school. I was scared, to be honest.. My girlfriend...she..Wasn't the nicest person.. I was about half way there when I got a text back.
"Hurry up!"
"I'm about half way there, I love you" that last part was a lie.
I made my way through the last part of the school and turned the corner, there she was, "Where the hell have you been?!" She yelled in my face. "I-I'm sorry... I forgot about this.." I muttered. "You forgot about it?!" She yelled.
"Yes.."
"We need to talk." She said with an angry look on her face.
"What is it??" I asked, scared.
"I'm tired of you ignoring me! You are such an asshole sometimes!" she yelled in my face. "W-What..?" Then she did something she had never done. She slapped me and pounced on me. I knew what she was about to do. "You know what I said!" She yelled even closer in my face as she began to do what I expected, she beat the shit out of me. "S-stop!" I yelled. "Not. Until. you. learn. your. lesson!!" She yelled. "What did i d-do?" I asked. "You know what you did you god damn asshole!" She screamed in my face as she continue to slap me, punch me, grab my hair and hurt me in anyway she could. "Hey! Get off of him!" A voice shouted. I hoped it was a teacher. "Phil Lester?!" She yelled. That name, it sounded familiar..I don't know where from but it sounded like I had head it before. She got off of me. There he was.. Time seemed to freeze.. His eyes seemed to glow, they were beautiful..
"Get over here!" She yelled at Phil, jumping off of me and onto him. She began to beat him up just about as bad as she did me. "Run!" He yelled. I was incredibly overwhelmed with confusion, so I took off as fast as I could to the boys bathroom. About 5 minutes has passed and I was already in a stall crying. I felt like such a jerk for leaving him out there.. But I was too scared to go back. Out of everyone, why Phil Lester? I had known him since 5th grade and I had always wanted to talk to him, but I guess I never really had the confidence or friends to convince me to do it...
The bathroom door opened. I stopped the yelps and mutters from the tears coming out of my eyes so no one would hear me. I heard loud steps, almost sounded like pacing... A couple seconds past of silence. "Is there anyone here?" A familiar voice spoke, though I couldn't tell who it was who said it so I kept quiet.
About a minute passes of complete silence, I started to hear sobbing... I was anxious to see who it was crying. I couldn't hold back the tears.. I had to let them out. My lips began to quiver, that was it, I was now crying. "Who's there?!" The person yelled. I was terrified they would find me but I couldn't hold back the tears anymore, they just kept coming.
I heard footsteps coming my way, I was now even more terrified than I was before. The stall door in front of me opened.
Guess who it was.
Phil.
