Phils POV:
"Phil.  I-I need to tell you something" oli said, his eyes were soft. We'd been together for 5 months now, they had been some of the best months of my life. I had been so happy with him here. People from school didn't really accept us walking around holding hands, including teachers, but I didn't care.  It was the last year at school anyway and then I was out of here.
"What's wrong?" I asked him worriedly.
"Nothings wrong" he said chuckling "I just need to say something" he took my hands and gave them a quick squeeze,  I nodded for him to go on "I love you"
I was taken back for a second. We had texted each other 'love u' and said 'you love me really' but never this. Never those words
"I love you too" I finally spoke and our lips collided.

Dans POV:
4 months! 4 god damn months.  The only time Phils talked to me is in the two lessons I have with him.  Not break time, not dinner time, not after school.  It's like we're just casual friends, not best friends, this isn't how it was meant to be. Bros before hoes,  chicks before dicks.  What if the bro is with a dick?  Where do I fit in, I don't.  I never did.
All my old friends are gone, they prefer PJ over me, always did.
Its bad enough but now it's exam season and I can't concentrate on revision, I can't concentrate on anything.

I'm so tired all the time, my stomach aches, my head whirls around, I'm not hungry... what's wrong with me?
I'm sick. Whether it be mentally or physically I'm unsure.

Its Friday now.  I'm lying in bed, my dad's home, he's doing a shift tomorrow instead.
"Getting up Dan?" He yelled up to me, I mumbled a 'yeah' and continued to stare at the alarm.
'6:09' a little later than usual. I'd wait until it hit ten past and then get up.

Ten past rolled by and I slowly got up. I stumbled to the bathroom and quickly showered. I dried off. Flat ironed my hair. Just going through the motions of the day.
"What's got you so down?" My dad asked, I shrugged.
"I'm not" I lied and went into the kitchen for food, my stomach felt hollow. My dad followed me in
"How's PJ?" He questioned,  I hadnt told him yet. I took in a shaky breath.
"She cheated on me" I said with very little emotion, my eyes burned, whether from the tears that threatened to spill or the lack of sleep.
"Sorry to hear that. There's plenty of fish in the sea though" he told me and I nodded "how about I drive you to school this morning?" he asked with a sad smile.
I'd rather walk,  it's more calming
But as I looked at my dad I knew I couldn't say that, I hadn't spoken to him properly in a while, it'd be nice.
"Sure" I said with a small smile "thanks"

It was lighter outside this morning. The clouds were still a dull grey though, I was certain it would rain soon. I didn't mind too much.
Me and dad talked a bit,  about the weather and about school. It was nice.

Then I was at school and I wanted to leave. I couldn't face Phil or PJ or even Oli today. As I got out the car I saw PJ, I felt empty again. I shut the door and walked on, my heart thumping in my chest.  She didn't try and talk to me as I walked past her quickly, for once eager to get into the school and away from her. I need to get to the toilets, have a freak out without anyone seeing, without her seeing.

I was nearly there when I saw oli and Phil in front of me. Holding hands and Phil was snuggling into his neck.  There was that emptiness again, I was drowning in it. My heart wasn't just thumping it was catching in my throat, making it hard for me to breath or swallow. Was I jealous?  No. Of course not. Was I envious? 
I had to get away, I had to.
"Dan?" Was that Phil?  Did I care?  When he said my name I calmed down a bit but I still just wanted to escape. I bumped into someone, I apologised, he smiled and said it was fine. I kept walking,  my head spinning.

I opened the cubicle and fell against the door. A few tears spilled out, I can't see Phil with him or Pj fine without me. They're both fine without me. I sat on the toilet seat and held my head in my hands,  taking a calming breath.
I wasn't sick. Or heartbroken.  I was lonely. I was unwanted... I was jealous of other people's relationships. It was time to stop this jealousy, it was time to do something about it. It was time to stop wallowing in self pity.