Chapter 2

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"Hey!" I hear someone say behind me, but I don't respond. "Hey!" They say again and tap my shoulder.

I turn around aggravated, "What?!" I regret saying it right as I see the person. It's Dan. I look down quickly, "U-um, sorry, so sorry."

My heart starts to race quickly. I turn around and start to walk fast, almost running. Dan paces after me. "Stop." He says. I freeze in place. Dan walks in front of me.

God he's hot.

I shake my head, trying to delete the thought out of it. "How are you?" Dan gently asks.

"What do you mean?" I question, meeting his eyes.

He rolls them. "I saw you get beat." Dan remarks,

"I know, I saw." I say angrily but had no intentions to. I look down, ashamed of my behavior.

"Sorry." He mumbles. I then look up quickly, surprised.

I can't remember the last time someone said that to me. I smile but then it goes away, "Sorry for what?" I ask.

Dan takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry for not doing anything. I wanted to b-"

I finish the sentence for him, "But you didn't want anyone, especially your special girlfriend, to see." I comment, aggravated. I don't look at Dan anymore. I don't want to.

He then looks down too, "Yes, that's the truth. I didn't want anyone to see." He says it very quietly to the point where I can barely hear it.

"Of course." I say. I walk in the other direction, not caring about his sorry anymore.

"I'm..." Dan says, not finishing the sentence.

"I don't care about your pity!" I holler back and turn around. Dan seems to be making sure no one's around.

"Phil." I freeze. How does he know my name? He walks over to me. "I'm not sure if I like Caelyn anymore." Dan says, looking into my eyes.

"Why are you telling me this?" I'm so confused. Why would he be telling me this?

"I think I don't like girls anymore...period." He looks around, anywhere but me.

"What?" I whisper, "That's impossible." This is a prank I know it, "Oh, I know what this is. It's a prank. You want it to seem like you're gay, then you ask me to go out with you, then you laugh at me and make a fool of me or something." I say, pissed off, "Goodbye, Dan Howell." I spit and proudly give him the finger.

It's weird. I would never do this, but I don't care now. I'm mad. I don't turn around to see Dan's reaction. I just walk. I think I here a whimper, but I bet it's just my own.

Sorry for a short chapter but yeah. That's it for today. I MIGHT update tomorrow. Bye! <3 -J

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