A/N:
It makes me smile so much when some of you's comfort people who are down about themselves ^ͺ^ (*cough @Gui_unicorn @average_book_nerd @boohooi1 cough*)
Dan came to school with the cuts clear as day.
Why did nobody notice?
That's what Dan thought, but he didn't realize that he was doing the same.
Because everytime he would cut, there would be one person out of everyone who would realize and care. And he never noticed.
Phil's POV
I couldn't help but stare at Dan. Whenever we have classes together, I always have to catch up on the work because i'm too busy staring at him. Not because of how he looks with the cuts, it's because he's beautiful. He thinks he really isn't, but he is.
I've been wanting to help for so long. So I did my research. I read every article and every book I could find revolving around cutting, why people to it. I wanted to know every reason, but of course, it isn't that simple.
I'm sick of researching, I need to talk to Dan, I need to help him.
So after my last lesson, I headed out to wait outside his class. I knew it only because I always see him walk into there with a moody face.
"H-Hi Dan!" I said enthusiastically.
Dan just stared, eyes hopeful but still gloomy, "Hello...A-Am I in your way or something?" He asked, looking behind him.
"No of course not..." I trailed off. "I...I don't know, I want to be your friend."
Third Person POV
Dan paused. "Is my mum paying you or something?"
"No! I actually want to help!"
Dan stayed silent.
"Look...you cut, and nobody does a fucking thing." Phil muttered desperatly. "This place is a collinder, puts the good things forward and ignores the bad things that they don't need. And you...you need somebody to tell you how...um how..."
"How what?" Dan said in a small voice hopefully.
"You need someone to tell you how amazing you are."
"But i'm not. Why would I want somebody to lie to me?"
Phil took a step closer to Dan, leading him near the lockers were. Nobody was there since they had already left.
Phil was about to let go of his hands when he felt a small squeeze and a vunerable look planted on Dan's face.
"I-If you want to help me...please don't leave me. Y-You can when you have helped, b-but please not during, i-it will break me." Dan shook his head, dropping it forward and hiding it in Phil's shoulder since he was a tad taller than him.
"I-I promise I won't." Phil said truthfully, letting his left hand escape from Dan's grip and raising it in fromt of him with his pinky finger up. "I pinky swear."
Dan couldn't help but smile, raising his pinky up and interlocking it with Phil's. "Say pinky promise, not swear. Swearing is a bad habit." He grinned.
Phil rolled his eyes. "I swear all the time!"
"Well stop! Please? For me?" Dan gave a puppy resembling look to him.
"...Fine. How about we help eachother stop their bad habits? I help you stop cutting and you help me stop swearing."
Dan nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! Then that means that i'll be doing something for you! If I didn't...I would feel worthless or...or ungreatful."
