HEYYY PEOPLE. So I wrote this a while ago really late at night on my crappy phone. Procrastination, fuck you. Anyway I finished this chapter! Sorry for not updating, shitty friends in my life. So, yeah.

Dan's POV:

I stood in awe, glaring at the note that had been placed so neatly in my locker. I looked to see that Anthony was looking over at me. "What is it?" He asked curiously. How in the heavens was I meant to tell him it was a love letter? I shrugged it off and told him that it wasn't anything important and he bought it.

We walked home in utter silence. I'm not the one to make conversations (being socially awkward and all.) so I half expected Anthony would try and lighten the mood a bit but he didn't. He didn't speak at all.

As we passed his house he waved goodbye at me. It seemed like a half-hearted wave though. I tried to return this with a "Bye." Which was only half-assed.

Anthony's POV:

I got into the house. It was as loud as it could ever be. My brothers were screaming and my parents were having an argument. They've argued alot more often since we've moved. To be honest it was always about how I was never the son my dad wanted. I pretended I couldn't hear them, trapped in my own little world. I skipped up the stairs and locked myself in the comfort of my own room.

I decided to ponder on for a bit. What was that note? Was Dan keeping a secret from me? No, he wouldn't. At least, I hoped he wouldn't. He seemed reluctant to answer when I asked back there though. I thought about it.

"Oh, uhm, it's nothing don't worry, just a harmless note." That's what he said (Not like that.) Was it all a lie? I hated people keeping secrets, it made me feel untrustworthy. I picked up my phone and decided to ring Dan and ask about it. It rung for a bit and then switched to his voicemail, "Yo bitch! I'm not home right now so leave me a message!" It brought a smile to my face when I heard his sweet voice on the voicemail.

Dan's POV:

I skipped home from Anthony's house. I wasn't sure what seemed to be bothering him. I stopped in my tracks as I saw Phil playing his DS in one of the trees. I ran over to him.

"Hey Phil, whatcha doing?" I chuckled. He looked up with a stupid and cheeky grin on his face. "I've been trying to find this stupid Latias but it keeps flying EVERYWHERE!" Well, I'm pretty sure it's a flying type Phil. I smiled at him. He patted a space next to me, beckoning me to sit to with him. I sat down and felt all my worries slide away.

Anthony's POV:

I just looked out the window. Dan and Phil were sitting together, laughing, having much more fun than Dan ever had with me. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel the tiniest jealous of Phil's relationship with Dan. I was angry at the fact that Dan was now having fun, however with me he stayed silent and acted as if he'd be anywhere but here.

He lied.

I sighed. Things never do last with me do they? I felt upset yet so angry. I wanted to confront Dan about this but also get back at him, make him feel how it knows knowing the person you loved lied. That's what I was going to do.

Dan's POV:

It wasn't ok. It's never ok. Me and Phil had been playing for a while when we heard loud and clumpy footsteps. We both looked up. Oh surprise surprise! It was my old mate Brian with a couple of new friends.

"Ah Howell, seems you've moved on from your other gay friend then, huh?" He mocked. "Seriously what do you want." I moaned. He smirked, it looked like a distorted smile. "You to feel how a real punch hurts." What was he on about? I looked around for Phil who was now hiding behind me. "Oh come on lil' faggot friend!" Faz shouted. He was one of Brian's groupies, his name was actually Farzad. I saw the flames of trauma flickering in Phil's ocean blue eyes. Brian saw this and sniggered. "Oh you haven't told him yet?" He asked in a mocking baby-ish voice. "Wh-What do you mean?" I asked stuttering. Brian and his little friends laughed. He then said it. "Don't you know? Your little friend put a cutsie poopsie love letter in your locker." His friend and decided they'd done enough bullying for today. I looked over at Phil who looked as if his whole world had fallen apart.

And then me, the one who would be there to pick up the pieces.

I delayed this for so long. 4 people in my life made me feel like well… Shit. I got a text from my friend Jafer (Cunt.) saying, "You don't deserve us as friends, get out of our lives." And you know… Things happened. So, yeah. The thing is now I feel like I don't deserve anyone. THANKS A LOT. Anyway, I'll have more free time so I'll try and update and write a oneshot whilst I'm at it. Ooooh. ;) ~Courtney!