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Chapter One

This book will contain foul language, mentions of blood, and other subjects that may be triggering. Also Dan IS NOT a YouTuber in this, like at all. If you don't like any of that, please don't read this. Also, any mean comments towards me or anyone else will be deleted. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS WELCOME. Just don't be mean while writing it because than it becomes hate. Thank you, and please enjoy this book. I worked hard on it ❤️

( Jemma's POV)

I sat at the schools dance, sitting at a table alone. I was stood up. I expected it. It's not even that big of a deal, after all I really didn't even wanna be here as it is. I stand up, deciding that I've had enough. I'll go to the café down the street and get a tea. That sounded perfect. On my way out, a boy and girl walk in, giggling and holding onto each other.

I recognize the boy as the one who stood me up. Bradley. I give him a distasteful look, and he smirks saying a small "oops" causing the girl beside him to laugh obnoxiously. "Man whore." I say loud enough for him to hear as I walk out, my white dress flowing behind me. I begin to walk to the café, my gaze held on my white flats, which matched my dress.

I got dressed up for no reason. Suddenly, rain floods from the sky. I groan in annoyance, tears building up behind me eyes. "What'd I do?!" I scream loudly, wondering why this day was going so badly. I continue to walk to the café, determined to get a tea. I have to wait an hour for my Mum to pick me up anyways, and I refuse to go back in there. No way in hell.

I finally get there, sitting in a booth. My dress was soaked and the curls that I spent hours on were no longer in my hair. It's fine though. I go up, quickly ordering a tea, and I hurry back to the booth, and I take my phone out of my bag, thankful that the rain didn't get to it.

Jemma: Mum, I'm at the Café near my school. I left because it was lame
Mum: Alright, Sweetheart I'll be there after work
Jemma: k

I take a sip out of my tea and sigh. What in the world am I supposed to do for an hour and an half? I sigh, taking a sip out of my tea. The hotness soothed my throat, making me feel relaxed. Tea makes everything better. I let out a sigh and suddenly someone slides across from me. I look up to see a very skinny boy with blue hair. "You seem lonely." He states.

"Nah." I say jokingly. "Why're you so dressed up? Ya look like a ditched bride." He says and I chuckle. "Close enough. Went to a dance and got stood up." I say and he ahs. "That shitty school dance?" He asks and I slowly nod. "You go to my school?" I ask. "Prolly if there's a dance going on today. I didn't go since I don't even go to school. Not anymore anyways, no use to." He says.

"Oh.. You never told me your name." I say. "Oh yeah I'm Daniel but only call my Dan." He says blankly and I nod. "I'm Jemma." I say and look at my tea. "Do you want a tea? I could get you one." I suggest and he seeks hesitate as he looks at me. "Money won't be an issue if that's what you're worried about." I say and he shakes his head.

"It just might hurt my stomach.." He says. "Come on just one? You're so thin." I state, automatically regretting it. "Crap I'm sorry that was rude." I say right after. "No, no, you're right. I'll take you up on your offer." He says and for the first time since he's sat down, he smiled a tiny bit.

I wonder why he's so.. Depressed. I shrug it off, and stand up ordering him a tea. I pay for it and  sit back down, sliding it over to him. He takes a sip, and nods a bit and looks at me. "Not bad." He says and I chuckle. We talk a bit more and I start to notice Dan makes small facial expressions, showing he's slightly uncomfortable or in pain.

"Are you okay?" I ask. "The tea.." He says holding his stomach and I frown. "I'm sorry.. I, I should've listened.." I say and he only shakes his head and takes another sip. "It's good though, I'll be okay." He says. "I'm confused, is it the milk? Are you lactose intolerant?" I ask and he shakes his head. "I have stomach cancer." He says.

Casually, may I add. As if it's like a normal everyday thing. I stare at him, surprised. "I'm sorry." I say and he shrugs. "We all die anyways." He says. "Way to be optimistic." I say and he shrugs. Suddenly, he groans, his hand flying to his mouth and his face shows complete discomfort and pain.

"Oh my, are you okay?" I ask and he says nothing, and runs towards the bathrooms, and swings open the door. I look around, surprised. I stand up, and run after him, not caring if it's the men's bathroom. I open the door, to see Dan in front of the mirror, leaning on the sink. "Are you okay?" I ask again and he turns and looks at me surprised.

"I'm dying but I guess. It happens every time I eat or drink something. That's why I'm so thin." He explains. "Oh you got sick?" I ask and he only nods. "You shouldn't be in here." He says with a small smile. "Don't assume my gender, Dan." I say sassily and he laughs a bit. "Oh crap I didn't know you could do that." I joke.

"I didn't either." He says, his smile dropping and I frown. " 'm sorry." I say. Someone walks in, and when he notices me, he gives me a weird look. "You good?" I ask the guy, and he simply shrugs, and I chuckle. "I think I should head home now." Dan says. He looked paler than normal, and I felt so bad.

I shouldn't have forced him to get a tea. We leave the bathroom and as we're walking towards the door Dan pulls out his phone. "Put in your number. I need friends." He says and I chuckle. "Alrighty." I say and do as he says, creating a new contact and giving him my number.

I walk out with him, and lucky enough for me, my Mum was there. "Do you need a ride?" I ask and he shakes his head. "I drive. Thanks though. I'll text you." He says and I nod. The whole way back my Mum kept asking me questions like

"Why'd you leave?" "Who was that man?" "Are you guys dating?" And it was kinda hilarious. Surely enough once I got home my phone dinged and a message popped up.

Unknown: Hey. I know where you live, and I will find you
Jemma: Hi Dan