Helping Him

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Trevor POV

I worried about dan. I decided the best thing I could do for him was find out more. "Why?" I asked him one day. He looked up surprised. "Why what?" He replied, trying to act confused. I looked at him with a look that said you definitely know what I'm talking about so spill it. Dan blushed and looked down. "Phil" he muttered, only loud enough so I could barely hear. "I'm really sorry" I told him sincerely, awkwardly patting his head. "Look, I appreciate you trying to help and all, but can we please just not talk about this?" Dan snapped. "Are you sure? You can always talk to me about anything Dan." I tried to reason with Dan. He didn't reply, getting up and leaving the room. I sighed. When the bell rang, I rushed to class, expecting to see Dan. He wasn't there, and I suspected he wasn't planning on changing that fact. When I asked the teacher where he was, she kindly informed me he had went home sick. After class, I waiting until almost all the students had left. I breathed a sigh of relief when phil told his friends he'd catch up to them. It was only me and him in the classroom. He didn't realize I was there, and hummed quietly to himself as he took his time packing up. "You are a bloody idiot" I told him, causing him to jump. "You scared me!" He exclaimed. "Do I look like I care. Now listen. I need you to go to dan and apologize so he stops...erm...harming himself. Please. I'm worried about him." I said coldly. Phil looked at me, emotionless. "Yeah whatever" he said, and promptly left the room.

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