Wavering Between Left And Right

Prologue

Hello, my name is Dan. Daniel Howell, the weird, emo-looking 23 year old who has absolutely no life. I don't even have a best friend, let alone any actual friends.. Sorry, Tommy. All you talk about is peanut butter and sex.

Anyway, I hate where I live, and I've become tired of it. Tired of the fighting, the toxic people that I once loved, the shadow that was always over that town.

Meaning, tonight I'm leaving. I packed my things, and went on my way out. I didn't even tell anyone, I didn't even want to, they probably wouldn't care anyway. I only left a note for my parents, they only live.. lived, just 7 minutes away

They would come over every chance they got, I did tell them how I felt about it, but they didn't understand and dismissed it. Yes, I am aware how shitty it is to only leave a note to someone who always comes over to spend time with you. I am aware of that, but all I've ever caused them is stress, worry, and pain. I can't stand to let them down again either, and leaving is the last time I ever will.

They've always felt so obligated to take care of me, prioritizing my needs instead of their own. I've told them before that they shouldn't, but it never does anything.

I sat down, waiting to get on my flight, I have an hour. I hated waiting, it just allows anxiety, regrets, and unwanted thoughts to flood my mind. I am having regrets, and I feel awful. I'm leaving my parents just like that, I'm leaving two people who have never left me, people who have refused to. I realized at this moment how terrible of a person I am, but I just couldn't go back.

If I continued to sit here doing nothing, it'd just make it harder to leave, I was already having regrets. So, I took out my phone and scrolled through to look for something to distract me. Don't judge me, but I decided to pass my time by swiping left or right on Tinder. It was fun to do when there's nothing really going on.

I noticed a cute pale blue-eyed man with short black hair, but his eyes were so different from any other eyes I've seen. I was so astonished that I accidently swiped left.. He wouldn't want me anyway, he looked happy, too happy.

Who am I kidding, I wish I could be that type of happy. If he knew someone like me, he would no longer be that type of happy, maybe not even any type of happy. I have a tendency of turning shades of yellow into shades of black and gr-"Left huh? I thought the fellow looked pretty swag," A voice said behind me, I rolled my eyes and turned around. Why can't people just mind their own business? I get embarrassed quite easily and this was an embarrassing situation.

But, I had no clue just how embarrassing it was until I saw who it was that spoke behind me.

I have to get on that plane now. And dear god please tell me he's not going on the same flight I-

My eyes widened at the ticket in his hand, and without thinking, or even blinking, breathing, anything, I screamed. It could not get more embarrassing than this.. I hope to god it won't