AN: I am still doing my Harry Potter one's I just wanted to test how this one would do. It is on my account as well.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dan and Phil. (Probably for the best though)
Chapter One
I was waiting. I had just turned fifteen, and yet I still hadn't found my soul mate. My younger sisters Ivy who was nine had found hers at five, and my other sister Marie who was seven had found hers at two when she had started nursery. Mum always told me to cheer up, I would find my soul mate soon, but I wanted to find them. I was the only one at school who hadn't found theirs, in my class at least. It upset me that everyone was happy with their soul mate, and yet I still had to find mine.
I should probably explain what I am talking about. When you were born, you had a birth mark on your hand. Everyone had one, no matter who you were. In the world there was one more person who had the same mark on their hand in the exact same place. They were your soul mates. Most people found theirs quite quickly. I was one of the unlucky few who had to wait.
It was said that when you did find your soul mate, you would know. I had spoken to my Mum, and she said that you feel a strong pull to them, and you just know. She said it was hard to explain. I couldn't wait to meet mine. I needed mine. My chest hurt when I thought about it, and it was hard to get out of my mind.
" Mum, when am I going to find my soul mate? I need them." I whined.
" I know, I know."
She pulled me into a hug, and I relaxed against her as she stroked my short hair. I sighed before pulling back, and smiling at her before walking away. I looked in on my sisters, and they smiled at me waving. They were playing with Marie's dolls. Their soul mates were coming around for tea. I knew that Ivy pitied me, as she wasn't that old, and she had found her soul mate years ago, and yet I was still waiting.
I walked into my room, flopping onto my bed, and staring up at my Muse posters on wall. The other wall was full of my chemical romance and Panic! At the disco. I loved those bands. I closed my eyes, after looking at the clock to see that it was only midday. I knew I should have eaten some lunch as I had also skipped breakfast, but I didn't really want to.
I sighed burying my head into my pillow, and trying to fall asleep. I was so uncomfortable, so I kicked my shoes and jeans off, flinging them into a corner, and sliding under the covers. Eventually I must have fallen asleep, as the next thing I knew Mum was yelling at me for dinner.
" PHIL DINNER!" She screamed.
" Coming Mum!" I shouted back.
I sighed, slipping my jeans back on, before slowly walking downstairs. Everyone was smiling as they sat around the table. I smiled back, though I was sure most of them noticed it was more of a grimace rather than a smile. I sat down. Everyone had their soul mate with them. Three sets of adults with their soul mates, two kids with their soul mates, and me. Everyone was happy but me.
I nibbled at the chicken on my plate, not really hungry. Ten minutes later I excused myself, and walked back upstairs and opened my laptop. I had already done all of my homework, so I got out a book, and I began to start reading. I was instantly transported to the world of spells and magic. I loved the Harry Potter books, and I was sad that there were no more films or books.
Mum's Pov
" Have you spoken to him Amelia?" They asked me.
" Yeah, but it doesn't seem to be much help. He just sits there."
" Maybe he's depressed." Ivy's soul mates Dad said.
" That is a possibility." I agreed.
Ivy's Pov
After dinner, us four kids went back into the living room to watch tv. Yet we decided to talk about Phil a bit first. I was sat with my soul mate Liam, who was holding my hat slightly, while Marie sat with her soul mate Michael. Phil wasn't happy, not at all. He just moped around most of the time.
" We need to help him find his soul mate!" Marie declared clapping her hands excitedly.
" It's not that easy." I told her.
" Oh." She said looking disheartened, and pouting slightly.
" But we can help him as much as possible." I said trying to cheer her up.
" How are we going to do that?" Michael asked.
" Well, we can just distract him as much as possible." Liam said.
" Great idea. Now what?" Marie asked.
" All we have to do is spend as much time around him as possible without making him annoyed at us." I said.
" What about when he's at school?" Michael asked.
" Ah." Liam said biting his lip as he tended to do when he was thinking hard.
" Now that, I don't have any idea." I said.
" We'll come up with something." Liam said positively.
Phil's Pov
When I awoke again it was the morning, and I sighed. All I had at school was the looks of pity sent my way. No friends. I did have a few friends, Chris and Pj, but they were too lovey dovey with each other. I loved them of course, but I longed for my other half. Had I done smoething wrong? In my previous life had I done something to make God hate me? Was that why it was taking so long?
I sighed, getting my book on soul mates my Mum had given me. She had told me to read up all about it. I didn't see why it wasn't going to be helpful. I was eventually going to find my soul mate surely. I checked the time and saw it was half past eight. I had no idea what I had done with the past hour and a half since I woke up, so I decided against going to school.
When I had told Chris and Pj that I needed some time apart from them, they told me that when I found my soul mate, they would welcome me back with open arms. I had thanked them, and they had hugged me before we split off in our own ways. I sighed again, getting to the right page of the book.
Soul mates
Soul mates are the exact compatible partner for each individual are many ways that someone can work out who their soul mate is. A soul mate has an identical birth mark to their other half. When a person comes into contact (not necesserily physical) they will feel a rush of heat and their heart will speed up as well as their soul screaming at them to tell them that their mate is within their vicinity.
There is no normal time to find find your soul mate, but in history the latest it has ever been recorded to be is eighteen years old. It is normally an unusual case that the person finds their soul mate after the age of 10. If they do find them after the age of ten, there can be many side effects for the person who hasn't found theirs.
I sighed, that was so me, and I knew the world was against me so there was a chance that I would be one of the people to find them after the age of eighteen. Just because the entire world hated me.
History of soul mates
Soul mates have always been recorded down within history, and there has never been anyone in History who has not able to find their soul mate. Their are a massive link between soul mates, so they do die on the same day, as the soul cannot live without it's other half when the other half is no longer situated on earth.
I sighed. I wanted my soul mate. How much longer would I have to wait for them? I wasn't bothered whether they were a boy or a girl, I wanted them just to be here. I wanted to be comforted by them. It wasn't the same with my family. I knew they loved me, but they didn't love me the way I craved love.
I wanted someone to hold me in their arms on me hold them. I wanted my soul mate. I sighed knowing that I was being moany. There were others in the world who hadn't found theirs. Some older that me, but more than anything I wanted mine. I realised it was selfish of me. I didn't like being selfish. I knew it was wrong to be selfish, but when my soul mate was on my mind I couldn't think of anyone else, and that killed me.
" Phil are you in there?" My fathers voice came through the door.
" Yeah." I said.
I tried to wipe away the tears I hadn't even remembered that began to pour. I didn't want to look weak. I knew my father wouldn't judge me, but I had to be strong. I was their oldest kid, and they expected me to be there. They expected me to be strong, or at least that was my expectation for myself. Why couldn't I have found my soul mate early like my sisters?
" Can I come in son?" He asked.
" Yeah." I replied weakly, knowing the tearful flow was not going to end soon.
He came in, and smiled at me sorrowfully as he came in and sat on the edge of my bed, and he wrapped me into his arms, and stroked my hair. I just rested my head on his shoulder as he told me to cry it all out.
" Phil, we are taking you out of school until you find your soul mate. You've already completed your GCSE's being in the more advanced groups anyway, but I know how important finding your soul mate is to you."
" Really?" I asked looking at him after taking a deep breath.
" Really. We, your mother and I, think it will be best."
" Dad, how old were you when you met mum?"
" Does it really matter Phil? I don't think it will help in your situation."
" Please Dad."
" Three." He said.
" Okay." I said, feeling slightly worse.
" Do you want to get some more sleep Phil? What's your locker code? I promised I would send it to your Mum so that she could get your things from your locker."
" Thanks Dad."
" Get some more sleep Phil."
" Okay, thanks Dad."
" No problem."
He tucked me in like he used to when I was a kid, closing the book and putting it on the table before he closed the door slightly. I wished sleep would come, but it wouldn't. I waited until I heard the door close, knowing that Dad would be off to work. I slipped into my ensuite, and I picked up my blade, slicing it against my thighs and arms.
I had that problem. Sometimes I couldn't control how much I cut, and the next thing I knew I had scars littering my body that would be difficult to hide. I sighed. Was it possible for soul mates to hate each other? I knew the answer to that before the question had fully formed in my head. No. No it wasn't possible. They can have arguments, but apart from that...
I shook my head, wiping away the blood that was pouring from my wrists before pulling my sleeves back down and going into my room again. I got my phone out of my pockets, and checked my bank account. I had been saving up since I was six. I had fourteen thousand pounds in my bank, and that surprised me greatly.
' Enough.' My mind told me.
I grabbed my biggest bag from underneath my bed, and crammed most of my clothes, my money that I had at home with me, which turned out to be five hundred in my piggy bank and fifty one pounds lying about, lion, my straightners, my tooth brush and paste, my hair brush, my phone and charger, my laptop, my ipod and earphones before zipping it up, and getting some paper and a pen from the kitchen, and I was beyond glad there was no one in the house.
I picked my rucksack up and placed my passport in it, as well as my pencil case and a little toy of each of my sisters so that I could think of them while I was away before getting the paper and began writing a letter to my parents.
Mum, Dad, Ivy and Marie,
I love you all, unconditionally. However I need to find them. The one for me is out there, I know it. I need to find them. I can't do this, I need them. I will miss you guys so much. Don't worry about me, I have enough money to do this, besides I don't think I will be gone too long. I need to find the one that I am meant to be with.
Don't try and find me, I have no idea where I am going to be going, but I will try and communicate with you when it is possible, but I don't want to run out of money, so it won't be that often. I just want to find them. I haven't thought of what will happen when that happens, something might change, or it might now. Well I mean it will change obviously, I will no longer be lonely.
I love you all guys, stay safe.
Phil x
I sighed before running upstairs, realising I had left my razor. I placed it in my suitcase which was the bag I had gotten from under my bed, before I looked back at the house. I was going to miss it, but I needed to find them. Where ever they were, they were probably feeling the same as me, according to my book.
I turned around, walking up the road to the bus station, and I didn't look back.
