I'm sorry this took so long to write and publish. I didn't have that much time, like I thought I'd had. I try to write the ending faster, so that I don't have to stress about it. So I don't know when the next chapter will be uploaded, maybe in few days, maybe not. I just have so much school stuff and other things to worry about, sorry. And about this chapter, I didn't have the time to read it one last time to check grammar issues, sorry. I have to sleep, you know? And about the prom thing. I'm still from Finland, and we don't have proms here. I don't know how they really work, but I've seen how it goes in movies, so I've tried something similar to that. Yeah, I guess that's it. Enjoy, and thanks for the comments!

-Mari

Dan was leaning on a wall, right next to the doors of the huge hall. Everyone was dancing around the floor, everyone was happy, excited. Dan was mainly staring at the floor, thinking why he bothered to even come. Of course his mom wanted him out of the house. Dan was never out of the house, and she couldn't let this kind of opportunity pass by. Dan didn't want to lift his gaze, he didn't want to see Phil. He didn't want to see how Phil danced with Miranda, happily.

"Everybody's having fun?" Dan heard the loud voice and lifted his gaze. There was a guy on the stage with a michrophone. Dan knew what now was going to happen, he was gonna announce the prom king and queen. Dan thought it was just stupid. "So, everyone knows what's gonna happen now? Yeah, that's what I thought. Okay, ladies first. The prom queen is", he started and there was a drum roll coming from smewhere, "Daniel Howell! Wait, what?" Dan froze as he heard his name. He stared at the stage, not believing what he heard. Suddenly there was a spottlight pointing at him and he shook his head in disbelieve. He looked around for a while, and froze again as he saw Phil across the crowd. "Okay, who the hell did this?" the guy on the stage yelled. "Did I read the wrong one?" the guy asked from himself and started to check his papers again. Dan shook his head again and quickly dissapeared through the door to the corridors.

Phil stared at the place where Dan had been. He ignored Miranda's questions about who Dan was and why didn't they say her name on the stage. Phil didn't think he would see Dan at the prom. He didn't think he would see Dan at all, ever. He wanted to see him so badly, and now he was gone again.

"Phil, are you listening to me at all?" Miranda asked and stood in front of Phil. Phil finally looked at her and shook his head.

"No, I got better things to do", he said and pushed her out of his way. Phil ignored Miranda's questions once again, and walked to the door and to the corridors. "Dan? Dan, where are you?" Phil shouted to the hall and started walking around, not really knowing where to look.

Dan was wandering through the corridors. His hand wandered to his chest and he took a hold on his shirt. He was having a panic attack, again. He tried to calm his breath as he leaned to some lockers. He wanted to go out, but somehow he didn't know where to go. All the eyes in there were watching him, they all looked so confused. Dan didn't like it. He hated when everyone was staring at him, those glances filled with hate. Tehy all hate him.

"Dan, where are you?" Dan heard a voice. He slid along the lockers to the floor and tried to focus on himself. He closed his eyes and hugged his knees, hoping that the panic attack would just go away, even though he knew it wouldn't.

"Go away, go away, go away, go away", Dan whispered to himself, rocking back and forth, trying to clear his mind. Trying to get every single thought out of his head.

"D-Dan, are you okay?" Dan heard the voice again, but he refused to open his eyes. He just wanted everything to go away. He kept whispering as Phil kneeled down next to him. "Dan are you having a panic attack?" Phil asked, but Dan just shook his head and kept whispering. Phil placed his hand gently on Dan's shoulder. He pulled Dan slowly closer and hugged him.

"N-no", Dan stuttered and opened his eyes. He looked at Phil for a while, before he pulled away. "You need to shut up, you're not helping", Dan said and his heart beat raised again. He shook his head as Phil looked at him, confused.

"Dan, I wan't to help you."

"But you can't. You can't, I don't want your help. I don't need your help. I don't need you, go away", Dan said, tears starting to form in his eyes. "Just go away!" Dan shouted again, when Phil didn't do anything. Phil shook his head.

"I can't. I can't leave you. I love you too much to do that", Phil said and Dan was silent. Phil wasn't helping him at all. Dan's heart raised even more and he couldn't catch his breath. He just shook his head, he couldn't get any words out of his mouth. Phil loved him? No he didn't. Why would he? Dan thought that Phil was lying, that this was some kind of joke. He shook his head again, trying to get something out of his mouth. He was so in love with Phil, but he never thought he would feel the same. And he still didn't think that those words came out of Phil's mouth.

"I need to go", Dan said and tried to stood up.

"I knew I would find you two", Jason's voice was clear as it echoed through the corridors.