A/N: Again, written by Appreciate_Jon_Snow on wattpad (I'm getting tired of writing this every other chapter so for the rest of Phil's chapters know that she wrote them XD)
*A couple weeks later*
It seems like Dan really did give up on me. I knew he wouldn't last, he's not the first one that tried. I do hate to see him so depressed though. He used to be happier… It's probably my fault. All I do is make things worse. That's why I stay out of it. Why I just simply live. Dan sorta drifted away from his friends, being more reclusive. Hasn't said a word to me in weeks, but he still sits next to me. Like he did today. "Hey Dan," I whisper, feeling bad. I've been there before. Dan stares at me, eyes full of disbelief , "H-hey Phil," he manages to get out, still in a bit of a state of shock. "Why don't you talk anymore?" I ask, straight to the point. I may not care about them anymore, but I don't wanna risk small talk.
He pauses for a second, like he's debating whether not to tell me. Eventually, he spits out, "Why the hell do you care?" with a scowl on his face. I furrow my brow. Dan's never swore before. Honestly, I didn't think he could with that heart of his. Have I hurt him? I feel a slight twinge to my heart, but decide to ignore it-what heart do I even have left?
After giving me one last glare, Dan turns away, probably thinking I don't catch the tear that rolls down his cheek.