Dan's POV
We walked out of Phil's apartment and dangerously raced down the stairs. When we got to the parking lot, we were tired out. Phil forgot where he put his car so he used the little clicker thing on his car key and eventually we found it. His car was old, but had a nice blue tent to it. We got into the car and talked the whole way to my house. I found out that he liked most of the bands I was into like Muse and Fall Out Boy and that he loved anime. We had many things in common but soon we got to my house.

"Thank you Phil for driving me home and helping me last night." I said.

"It was no problem! I'm glad I got to meet you!" he replied while smiling and poking his tongue out of the side of his mouth.

"Well, see you later?" I say with hope in my voice but i could feel my eyes fill with sorrow.

"Yes, maybe." he says smiling. I get out of the car and that was it. This random guy that I just met last night feels like he is tearing a huge part of my heart out as he goes farther and farther away from my house. My eyes start swelling up with.. tears? My body jolted and i turned back around but he was already gone.

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My parents aren't home yet and i'm not even surprised that they haven't cared enough to even call to see where i was. I can't wait until i turn 18 so i can move away from these terrible people. I fall back onto my bed, feeling the soft black and grey blanket cover my back and i stare up at the ceiling. I think of Phil. His gorgeous ocean blue eyes. His raven colored hair with his fringe tossed over to one side. His snow pale skin. The way he smiled and his tongue poked out from the side of his lips. Everything. Wait, why were my thoughts of him crowding my mind? I don't have feelings for him do i? I hardly even KNOW him! I sat up in my bed and stretched out my arms. I need to find him again but i don't even know his LAST NAME. I tried to remember the way back to his apartment but we were talking and having such a great time that i didn't pay any attention to it.

"Damn it!" i scream as i toss my pillow to the wall. I pull at my hair and try to make myself calm down.

"There's nothing i can do.." i said aloud. My vision started to blur and soon i felt warm wet drops roll down my face and hit my arms.

"Why do i feel so compelled to him?" i ask myself. I begin thinking back to my past.

I was home schooled until i was 12 and then my parents decided that i needed social interaction. During home school, i had formed social anxiety so i never made any real friends and i sat alone in my classes. Soon i discovered i was gay which only made things worse because it set me off emotionally when someone talked about it. A few years past and that's when my parents persuaded me to go to this party one of the kids at my school were having. I met Greg there and he was drunk so i helped him move into an empty room where he could lay down. He told me he knew i was gay and that he had had a crush on me for a while and i acted as though i didn't know what he was talking about and he kissed me. Things got way more intense and i ended up losing my virginity to him. He told me we were dating after that but the next day he told everyone i was a stupid fag and i didn't deserve to live for raping him. I didn't know what to do so i ran out of the school and went home. I cried myself to sleep that night and i didn't go to school for a week. This weekend is when i met Phil. Maybe Phil's the only person i've felt this close to. Maybe he was my first friend. 'Was' i thought.

I woke up to the flash of my clock saying "7:37 am."

"Great." i mumbled to myself and got up. I went downstairs and realized we had no milk for my cereal.

"Ugh i guess i'll have to go buy some." i say. I don't have a car so i'll have to call a cab...

"I can ask the cab driver if he knows Phil!!" i scream and race upstairs to get on clean clothes and brush my hair and teeth.

After i had called, i stood outside waiting for the cab to arrive. I looked around taking in the scenery and feeling the wind blow against my brown hair. The cab rolled up in front of me and i got in.

The driver looked like Santa Clause. He had a grey shirt on with many stains and a stained grey beard. I told the driver i needed to go to the grocery store downtown and he nodded and began to drive.

"Um, could i ask you a question?" i say.

"Sure." the dude says in a husky voice.

"Do you know of anyone named Phil that drives cabs?" i ask.

"Can't say i do." he said holding up his hand to rub his two fingers together implying if i wanted information i needed to give him money. Fucking cheapskate.

I handed him a 10 dollar bill and he started talking. The driver told me he was fired from his job because he took a drunk kid home instead of completing his shift. Phil what the fuck. I sat back and said thank you. It was all my fault. I made Phil lose his job. We drove in silence.

I got to the store