Or so I thought~Phan

Chapter 6: Possibilities

Just saying, there's a song that goes perfectly with this chapter! Possibility by Lykke Li. It's perfect for this chappie of mine. Warning: May be slightly triggering to some. And extreme Pheels, I cried. 😐

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Phil POV

I sat in Cat's guest room and thought about the past few days. On the first day, Dan got broken up with as he proposed. The next two days, he was isolated in his bedroom. The next day I told him everything. Then he kicked me out. And here's now, one week later.

"Phil?" Are you going to explain what happened?" Cat called from outside the door. "I'm going call Dan."

No, she can't! I haven't told her what happened yet, but she can't do that!
I tried to say no, but I haven't talked in so long it came out as a raspy whisper. I haven't eaten, so I had no energy left to get up and run. Oh god, I'm officially screwed.

"Um, yeah..... That's fine.... I'm really worried... Ok, see you soon! Phil! Dan said he'd be on the next plane so he'll be here tonight," Cat informed me. No!! That can't happen!

"No!" I said in a raspy voice. I got up And unlocked the door. Cat peeked her head in. "What's so bad about Dan coming over tonight?" She asked, sitting criss-cross in front of me. "Dan- well, I.. Erm...." I struggled to find the right words to describe the whole thing, so J just told the story from the beginning, the morning that Jessica happened.

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By the end of the story I was in tears, and Cat had a couple running down her face. "Oh, Phil. I don't even know what to say," Cat said quietly. I smiled a small half smile and pulled her for a hug.

"Thanks for listening to my terrible life," I said jokingly. She pulled out of the hug and smiled at me. "Shall we go get coffee to lighten up the mood?" I asked her. She smiled even wider and pulled me out of the house and into StarBucks.

Dan POV

(back in time, the day Phil left) -Start song-

I sat in my bed, watching the clock.

One hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed.

Four hours.

Five hours.

Six hours.

Seven hours.

Asleep.

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I woke up in a cold sweat, my throat hurting, I must've been screaming in my sleep. I sobbed and sobbed, for no reason. It didn't help that I was having an existential crisis at the moment. "Phil," I whispered. Then I remembered. He left. I cried more, eventually crying myself to sleep.
"Phil come back!" I yelled to the ceiling. "I need you!" Cries and sobs rattled my body, I was a mess.

I shut down after that. I didn't move, didn't sleep. I just stared. I rarely blinked. all I could think of is that I need to just end my life. It was easy, all it took is one minute and the world wouldn't have to worry about the f*ck-up, Dan Howell.

Third Person POV

Dan thrashed in his bed that night, screaming, yelling his ex-flat-mate's name. "Phil!" He screamed, jerking his body to the side. He soon woke up, sweat and tears on his face. "Phil, I need you, come back. I love you." and he fell asleep crying.

Dan POV

My stomach hurt. My whole body hurt. My throat was raw. My eyes were stinging from all the sobbing. But lost of all, my chest hurt. A twisting pain burned through it.

It tingled as if calling back the lost half of it, the half that belonged to Phil. Phil took it out, and my heart was yelling for him to come home, to be here with me, to fix my broken heart.

"Phil, just please come back. Be with me. I won't last long without you. And I headed to the bathroom, where my savior awaited me.

-end song moment-

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Ah! The Pheels! I am crying writing this😭
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That's how my next seven days went, wake up, watch clock, sleep, wake up, cry, sleep. My daily schedule for you.

Until my phone rang. Cat was calling, I hesitated, but eventually picking up. "Hello?"
"Dan! Why is Phil at my house?"

"He's at your house!?!" I screamed into the phone.

"Woah, calm down Dan. He popped up randomly one day and hasn't come out of his room. What should I do?"

"Um, why not I come over? Phil left suddenly and I just am glad I know where he is. Is it okay if I catch the flight tonight and meet you at your house?" I asked hopefully.

"Of course! See you then."

Dial tone. Time to start packing.

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Yay! Not all the way depressing and full of deep sorrow! 😃