Dan and Phil, PhanOneshots

Homeless

(A/N this is my first story ever, so sorry if it sucks)

Summary: Dan is in a car accident but then a homeless Phil comes to the rescue.

Dan's POV

"I CAN'T FRICKIN BELIEVE YOU" I scream as I pack few of my clothes and my laptop in a bag. "AGAIN,REALLY!",

Pj tries to grab my hand but instead fails as i pushed him onto the bed. How can one person make anyone so angry. I felt so frustriated.

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME AGAIN!, I TOOK YOU BACK AFTER THE FIRST TIME". Pj looks down at his hands in shame,"i...i i didn't mean to i swear, just please. Dan i'm sorry it just...just". "i'm sorry, I'M SORRY IS THE BEST YOUR'E GOING TO GIVE ME AFTER THE SECOND TIME I FIND YOU IN BED WITH SOMEONE ELSE". I screamed while grabbing my bag and storming to the door.

"WAIT!" Pj sobs "we...we can work this out right...Dan please?" Pj pleads.

"If you as much as call me i will get a restraining order on you" I slam the door and walk to the car.

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"i just need to drive, like forever" I start talking to myself, my eyes start to fill up with tears. Everything is happening so fast, its just so confusing. How could he do that to me, AGAIN. The only reason i took him back in the first place is because he was drunk. And OH BOY he wasn't drunk this time.

I turn on the radio and Muse starts playing, in fact my favorite song Neutron Star collision.

"Our song, this was our song "

Was the only thing i could think of . How could he do that to me, again with the same Chris from Starbucks.

I shigh heavily as the tears fall down, my eyes are bloodshot. The sting in my stomach doesn't go away. I loved him , i really did love him, i think at least felt like love. Well he clearly didn't love me back so what's the point. At that point i didn't care ,about anything, if it wasn't going to happen with Pj then i'm not ment to be with anyone.

I then realize the that i need a place to stay. I pull over at some building and call some hotel me and Pj stayed at once. After the call i actually start to feel better, which is strange cause its only bin about an hour or so.

I drive for a couple of minutes in the direction to the hotel when the next traffic light turn red,"OF COURSE A FUCKIN RED LIGHT NEEDS TO POP UP, YOU FUCKIN PIECE OF GARBAGE. I TRUSTED YOU, AND NOW YOU JUST GO AGAIN SLEEPIN AROUND WITH OTHER MEN...". I start pulling my hair out but only failing greatly. "Okay, I need to calm down".

But just as i finish that sentence something hits the back of my car on such a high speed that i almost smashed the steering wheel with my head. The car forcefully moved forward and almost rolled to the side "AHH!!SHIT MY LEG!!". Some glas was standing out of my leg as the front window broke a little while i just started screaming for help.

OMFG that stings so much, shitshitshit. Everything was kind of blurry but i think i saw some people out there.

"HELP! PLEASE HELP ME ,IM STUCK PLEASE!" i scream as i try to opening the car door but its stuck, i yank and use all me strenght but for no use. There was smoke coming out of the car engine"HELP,HELP MY DOOR IS STU-

Phil's POV

I have bin living in the streets of London for over nine years after coming out to my parents...yay. But i have never bin a witness to a car crash. Like holy cow that was a really big one.