I was already worried when Phil sat next to me, but now I'm full on having a panic attack. What if he thinks I'm weird because I didn't want to eat anything? What if he doesn't actually want to be my friend? He's probably just doing this so that he can offend me again. Maybe he's going to leave now because I'm weird and have panic attacks.
With every thought, I pull my legs closer to my chest, head burying into my knees. I won't let him see me cry.
"Dan? Wha- Are you okay?" He asks.
Nobody has ever asked me whether I'm okay in my life. Nobody has ever been my friend. How am I supposed to do this? How do friends work? Do we just talk? Maybe friends talk about personal stuff. I don't want to do that. I didn't think this over until now.
I want to be his friend though.
Suddenly I'm brought out of my train of thought, realising that Phil has been shaking my shoulder and shouting at me.
"Dan? Come on Dan, talk to me." He says, voice filled with concern. Nobody has ever cared. I shift a little to let him know I heard him, letting out an involuntary sob. It's not an empty one this time, I'm scared. "Can I see your face?" He asks softly.
I don't budge, keeping my head down. I'm crying. He can't know. But he already heard me, so it doesn't matter. I feel him brush my hair back, placing a finger on my chin and lifting my head up. His gentle blue eyes are the first thing I see.
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TOO GOOD ; Phan
Fanfiction"Too good to be good for me, Too bad that that's all I need." //Some chapter will have TW written at the top if I decide they need a trigger warning// [COMPLETED]
