Sorry if this seems sped up when reading, I have a dentist appointment in less than in a hour so I need to hurry up so I can get this out to you guys(:

Hope you enjoyed this one-shot :D

Warning: Self-Harm and thoughts of suicide

Dan didn't think he mattered in this world. He was a worthless piece of shit anyways. He didn't do anything right. He was abused growing up. Nobody loved him... Except for one man.

Dan was alone for most of his life. His parents were barely there and when they were, they beat him until he bled and was broken. He had little to no friends. He's thought of just ending it all. Leave the world and never come back. That's what the world wanted anyway, right?

Dan's repeatedly cut himself to the point of passing out but he would wake up in the hospital almost every time. It was either his friends Louise or PJ.

He would promise to not do it again, but promises are meant to be broken someone told him... He still cuts himself and one day, one day he hopes it won't play with him anymore. He wants to die.

But one day a man stumbled upon Dan when he was out in an alleyway he's been in for a few days now. Dan didn't have a place to call home as he would normally crash at PJ's.

But PJ has someone to live with already, his boyfriend Chris. They've been dating for a little over 2 years now. Chris and PJ always told Dan that they didn't mind it and that he could stay for as long as he wants but Dan thought otherwise.

But back to before, the man was Philip Lester. A tall, blue-eyed, black haired man who was absolutely beautiful in Dan's eyes. But he couldn't tell him that.

Dan can remember the day like yesterday...

"Please, let me help you." He said, frowning slightly.

Dan whimpered and shook his head violently, the memories of his childhood creeping their way back into his mind.

"Please, I can't leave you out in here in the freezing weather..." He said softly.

Dan stared at him for a few moments before standing up and cautiously walking towards the blue-eyed man.

He smiled slightly. "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm Philip, but call me Phil." He said in a soothing voice.

Dan smiled slightly. "I-I-I'm D-Dan." Dan stuttered, a mix of fear but the freezing cold making him stutter.

"It's nice to meet you Dan, now come on, let's go get you cleaned up."

But Dan can also remember the day that Phil walked in on him hurting himself...

"Hey Dan, do you-" Phil stopped when he saw what Dan was doing. His eyes widened in shock.

"DAN!" He screamed, running over to him and ripping the blade from his hand. "What the fuck are you doing?!" He screamed.

Dan just whimpered and cried as the blood fell from his arm. He fell to the ground on his knees and cried.

"Dan." Phil cried. "Stay here." He said before running out of the room to get some towels.

He returned seconds later, catching Dan about to hurt himself again. "DANIEL!" He screamed, grabbing his arms and pushing them away.

"Let go of me! I don't belong here!" He cried.

"Don't say that Dan!" Phil cried back. He wrapped his wrist in a towel, applying pressure causing Dan to wince in pain. "Sorry." He mumbled.

"Why did you stop me?" He asked, his eyes red.

"Because you shouldn't be doing that in the first place Dan." Phil said looking him in the eye.

"It doesn't matter Phil... Nobody cares." He mumbled.

"Of course it matters Dan. And I care, you matter to me." Phil said softly, still applying pressure.

And that was the day Dan stopped cutting because he realized, he actually did have a worth in the world... and Phil was that worth.

Wooo! I wrote this in 8 minutes! New record :D

Anyways, hope you enjoyed and I will see you later :)

~Strawberry4life