We weren't meant to be //d.h & p.l

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I went to 2nd period with Dan in front of me leading the way. When we got there we were early so we just talked.
"So Daniel. What about you, whats you're tattoo?" To be honest. I didn't want to see his. I was kind of salty that he already has a soulmate.
"Oh um here.." he lifted up his sleeve. And I saw a flower. But not any flower. A sunflower.
"I really am happy that I got it. I love flowers." He smiled up at me with his dimple. His dimple is so cute I think I'm going to explo-
"PHIL, are you ok? You weren't answering me?" He looked worried. I nodded.
"What were you saying?" I asked. Feeling guilty.
"How do you just tell people that you don't have one so easily?" He looked intrigued.
"Oh...well everyone finds it out eventually..Ive moved three times because my dad didn't want people to know I was a freak. Finally my mom divorced him. So we moved here. And I'm getting a head start on people finding out." I said calmly.
"I'm sorr-" I cut him off. I didn't want his pitty.
"I'm fine. I'm happier now anyway." I smiled at him. He smiled back. But you could tell it wasn't real. His dimple wasn't popping out. We just kept on whispering as class went on. Soon we went to our third and forth. It was all just going over the school year. Soon fifth period came around. The one period I didn't have Dan in my classes. I walked it and nobody was there yet so I sat in the back. Because I hate being up front. I have for a long time. Everyone could see my wrist when I answered questions. Soon enough the class begun and these two guys sat next to me laughing and giggling with each other. And not to mention they we're holding hands. Cute. Like every other class, we weren't doing much. This one boy tapped me on the shoulder. He has brown curly hair and red glasses. He looked like a noodle to be honest. But so did I.
"Hey I'm Pj. My friend here Chris, and I were arguing over if you dye your hair or not. Because I think you don't. Because some people just have lighter eyebrows. You know?" He spoke as if this was a normal thing to ask a random person. I swear I never laughed more today then I did right then. They just smiled.
"No but really, do you?" The other one, Chris asked.
"Um yeah, have you seen a person with ginger eyebrows with black hair?" I giggled.
"I guess not.." Pj mumbled. Chris in the other hand pumped his fit into the air in victory. We kept on talking till I wanted to ask them something.
"Do you guys know Daniel Howell?" I asked curiously, because they all had the same type of humor and interests.
"Um Daniel Howell. The Daniel Howell. With dark brown hair and bright clothes?" They asked.
"Um yeah..why? Do you know him?" I was curious at this point.
"We don't just know of him, we we're best friends with him. Until...he just didn't want to be our friend. Hell we even still haven't told anybody his fucking secret Jesus Christ!" Chris shouted. A lot of heads turned towards us. But then when back.
"Oh..I'm sorry to hear that.." I was really sorry. I wanted to know why he just left them. He had to have a reason right?
"How do you know him?" Pj asked. Chris still seemed very angry.
"He's um..in every class I have but this one..and we have sat and talked with each other in every class so far.." I said. I felt guilty. Like I was taking Dan away from Chris and Pj.
"Oh, well treat him nicely please. He's not like everyone else...but not everyone knows that. And he's fragile. So please...just be careful. And be his friend for us?" Pj asked.
"Um yeah sure..but hey I'm not like everyone else either so.." I whispered. But apparently he heard.
"Oh no, he's really different. I don't think you could relate to his." Pj sounded scared kind of.
"Pj. He wouldn't be able to relate to mine. Okay? Because hell you might find out sooner or later but I don't have a tattoo like everyone else.." I said quietly.
His eyes widened. And it became so apparent that I said something weird to him.
"Sorry.." I apologized.
"No no no you're fine." He smiled. I think it's cool. Chris smiled widely to.
"Be nice to him will you" Pj asked. He stood up and the bell rung right after.

It was lunch. I hated eating. I feel like I eat weird. And I'm eating to much.

I went to walk to the library when Dan stopped me.
"Yo Phillip, the lunchroom is this way" he laughed pulling me with him.

Well great.

The lunchroom even looked gross. We walked in line and got out food. A piece of pizza. It made me feel sick. As we walked past the garbage I threw my tray in the trash can. We sat down and waited for Louise and Zoe to get here. Dan looked down and his eyebrows knitted together.
"Phil, wheres your pizza?" He looked up at me.
"I ate in fifth period because I was to hungry" I lied.
He nodded and began to eat. Pj and Chris where walking by and I decided to wave and say hi.
"Hi Chris. Hi Pj" I waved right after. I swore I heard Dan choke on pizza. But when I looked over he only has his eyes really wide.
"Uh, how do you know Pj and Chris?" He asked eating again.
"They're in my fifth period class. They're really nice" I smiled.
"They didn't say anything about me right?" He asked.
I knitted my eyebrows together.
"They said you guys you used to be friends but had a falling out" I lied.
He nodded. The bell rang and we all went to class. As I was walking I realized Dan wasn't near me. I turned looking for him, but when I found him he was talking to..Chris and Pj..I thought they weren't friends anymore..

I walked to class and brushed it off. Dan sat down next to me looking sad..but mad? He turned to me and had a very sad expression.

"Why did you lie?...." He asked
"What do you mean?" I knew what he meant.
"Why did you say you ate in fifth when you didn't. Phil I've only known you for six hours but I feel like you can still talk to me" he became more angry.
"I don't like eating.." I whispered.
His face softend into concern.
"Phil...please.."

"I'm sorry..." I've never felt bad about not eating until now. Dan looked so hurt.

"Come to my house..yeah? And we'll eat all of the snacks" he asked.

"Dan..I can't do that..I don't eve-" I got cut off by him putting his hand over my mouth to shut me up.

"No ifs or buts you're coming to my house." He said with a smile. Of course he wasn't forcing me. He had a look of only if you want to though and I don't know why. But I felt even more bad.
"Fine." I mumbled.
He fist bumped the air and cheered in victory.
"You, Lester are going to be amazed by my snack collection." He smiled. With his dimples. With his real smile.