"Phil! No, Phil, come back!" Dan pleads as Phil starts walking towards the door.
"No, Dan! I'm done with you! You're never here when I need you! You're never here when I have to talk to someone! You're always, always, ALWAYS busy with something else! Or, dare I say it, someONE else?" Phil shouts back, turning harshly to glare at Dan.
"Phil," Dan says in a defeated tone of voice. "I wouldn't... you know I couldn't..." Suddenly Dan has no more words. There is nothing else he can do. "If you really..." Dan pauses, looking away. He's on the verge of tears. "If you really think that I would ever cheat on you then..." Dan looks up at Phil. "Then maybe you're right," he says grimly. "Maybe you really don't know me, maybe this relationship was doomed from the start."
Dan is the one to start walking away now.
"Dan," Phil says, regretting ever accusing Dan of cheating. "I didn't ..."
"No, Phil," Dan says quietly, without turning around. "You're right." There is nothing else to say. "You're right."
He walks out of the sitting room, leaving Phil alone in misery. "Dan," he whispers. "I never meant it, Dan."
He knows there's nothing he can do now. He walks out of the appartment and away from Dan.
He's never felt more empty.
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3 MONTHS LATER
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Dan sits alone on the couch, staring blankly at the TV screen. He has no idea what's playing. For all he knows, it could be a comedy, or a horror film, even a documentary. Maybe a romance.
Ever since the day he and Phil fell out, he's been living life in a daze. Nothing was really registering to him. The only thing he knew was that Phil was gone and now he had nothing.
He decides it's time to go outside. He remembers the last time he went out, even though he desperately wants to forget.
Phil was with him. That's all he'll let himself remember.
He sighs and drags himself up off the couch. He dusts his clothes off slightly. They're still covered in crumbs, but he doesn't really care. It's not as though he has anyone to impress anymore. He switches off the TV and walks out the front door, shrugging into his jacket.
It's raining but he hardly notices.
Dan starts walking aimlessly down the street. No destination in mind. Nowhere he could ever want to go again. Why should he? It's not like there would be any point.
The full impact of what happened between him and Phil is only now hitting him.
He and Phil are no longer together.
Dan stops suddenly on the deserted street. He has never felt so alone in his life.
"Phil's gone, Phil's gone, Phil's gone."
There is nothing left.
He collapses to the ground, his legs suddenly giving way beneath him as he breaks out into sobs.
Phil is gone.
Phil is gone, and he isn't coming back.
"Phil," Dan mumbles through the tears. There is nothing else to say. The only thing he ever wanted, could ever want, and would ever want again, summed up in one word. One name. The only name that ever mattered. "Phil."
"Dan?" A questioning voice sounds from in front of him.
Dan looks up, his vision obscured by the tears.
"Dan, are you alright?" The person kneels down in front of him and only then does Dan realise who it is.
"Ph-Phil?" Dan mutters.
Phil sits down in front of Dan. "Are you-?"
Dan cuts him off, launching forward and wrapping his arms around Phil's neck. "I-I'm so s-sorry, Phil, please, I..." Unable to continue, Dan breaks down in tears again.
He calms down enough, finally, to speak coherently again. "Phil, I... I'm sorry I said... I just... I still love you, Phil."
"No, Dan," Phil says, holding back tears of his own. "That's what you said last time, and the time before that, and every time I was... I was stupid enough to take you back because I still love you, damn it, but ... if you're going to do this to us every time then I... I just can't deal with this all the time, Dan."
"Phil!" Dan says, and he swears that he can literally feel his heart breaking. "I still love you, Phil. So much. You're not the stupid one, Phil, I am. I am, for doing this every single time. Next time I'll be the one to pick up the pieces. I'll pick up the pieces so that you don't have to, I swear Phil. If you don't believe me, just look into my eyes. I'm speaking to you now, not just from my mouth, but from my heart. The heart never lies, Phil, please..."
Phil doesn't reply and Dan fears the worst. He sighs, and fresh tears begin to make their way down his face once again.
He pulls away from Phil and stands up, leaving Phil sitting on the ground staring blankly ahead.
"I'm sorry, Phil. I... I shouldn't have wasted your time here, I..." He's unable to continue. He turns away. He starts walking away, but he feels a hand on his shoulder.
He turns around and Phil is there, and then they're kissing and the rain pouring down on them is mixing with the tears on both their faces and all the emotions they've kept bottled up inside them these past three months is being pushed out into the kiss. Everything they've wanted to say is being said now, and they suddenly understand each other so much better.
The kiss breaks and they look into each others' eyes.
"It's not always going to be easy," Phil says quietly.
Dan nods. "But I'll be here forever. I know you believe me. You're looking into my eyes, and I know you can see. The heart never lies, Phil. I'm so sor-"
Phil silences him with a small peck on the lips. "It's okay, Dan. I believe you. I know. I know."
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