a.m // phan

twenty six

dan's pov

phil was standing at his locker with pj and chris standing around him talking to him with concerned faces. for a second i considered not going up to them and letting them continue on with their conversation but i had no where else to go so i stayed and walked over to the group.

"phil you need to do something about him soon." i overheard pj as i got closer to them.

i watched as phil nervously fiddled with his hands. "i can't, i don't know how." he said, his voice cracking a little.

"just call the police." chris says.

phil pushed his black hair out of his eyes and looked down."you don't understand it's harder than that."

i didn't know what they were talking about so i ignored it and took a spot next to chris and phil. they all stopped their conversation immediately.

"wow thanks guys i'm so happy i'm being included!" i thought to myself leaning against the locker next to phil's to make it seem like i didn't hear anything. pj must of only been talking about a bully or something right?

i waited for one of them to say hi to me or address my presence at all but they just looked at each exchanging worried glances. pj looked at me and then back to phil and phil shook his head. what do they know that i didn't? my first friends at my new school and it already seems like they hate me.

the bell ran and pj and chris walked off to their class with out saying goodbye. i decided to stay back with phil at his locker but he didn't move until he slowly slid down his locker onto the floor and sat with his knees to his stomach.

"are you okay phil?" i asked.

"yeah." he mumbled staring at a chipped tile on the floor.