**Sorry in advance if this chapter is not very good. I have terrible writer's block right now.**
I stood at the front of the big building that was my college. Well, still is until I drop out. All the work from uni I had to do while in the mental ward. I knew that they weren't in class yet so my former classmates would see me. By now, they would know why I never came. I opened the doors and saw a few people staring at me. A few seconds later, they turned their heads, whispering to people around them. I walked into the front office and heard someone standing by the doorway call me a suicidal freak. I shrugged it off as I stood in front of the desk.
It wasn't too long until I was officially out of uni. I walked back out and saw that almost everyone was gone to class. There was one group of girls that I knew weren't in class though. They were all the professors favorites. You can figure out why. I saw them at one corner of the hall. "Hey freak," I heard from one of them. I gave a wide smile. "How was the mental ward? Did you finally make a friend just like you?" One of them mocked. I tried to ignore them. I walked out the doors and could imagine their shocked little faces.
I got back to the apartment and PJ sat in the living room, playing video games with Phil. "Hey, Meg," PJ said, flashing a smile at me. I nodded and quietly walked down the hall to my room. I stopped in the doorway to Dan's room when I saw him writing in that little black journal again.
"Phil invited him?" I asked. Dan turned, closing the journal. He nodded. I looked away for a few seconds as silence filled the room. "They called me a freak," I mumbled, looking down. "Who?" Dan asked. I heard his chair roll a little as he got up. I shook my head. "People at uni," I still looked down. I saw Dan's feet and legs as he stood in front of me. He put his hand on my arm. "You aren't a freak, okay?" I looked up and nodded a little. Dan pulled me into a hug and I leaned into his chest, burying my face in it. When we pulled away, I sighed.
"What if something did happen between me and you?" Dan gave me a confused look. "Like, if we got together, what would we do about the fans? They already hate me enough," I told him. Dan sighed and shrugged. "That'd probably just be more hate for me," I mumbled. Dan took my hand, "Don't worry about it."
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Save Me From Myself » Daniel Howell AU
Fanfiction[Trigger warning: Suicide, self-harm, eating disorders, and depression is mentioned many times in this story. Do not read if those things could trigger you.] Sadness and sorrow, you wouldn't expect those words to sum up the sister of Phil Lester, b...
