Paranoid - PhanFiction

Chapter #41

(A/N: Sorry if this seems rushed. I wanted to get this chapter done but I've had writers block all day. And my chapters are sorta reflecting my feelings so yeaaah.. Sorry about that).

*THIRD PERSON POV*

Dan sat for days on his sofa.

He didn't even move an inch when Phil's parents came and collected his belongings for him.

He was just numb. Tired. Stressed, so so very stressed. And just mentally exhausted.

Days would go by and he wouldn't even eat a thing, or some days he'd eat everything in site and go shopping at 3am at the 24 hour store and buy a bunch of food and eat it all.

Dan was just waiting for Phil to return but he knew he wouldn't. He knew Phil hated him but he didn't want to admit it to himself and that he caused it.

He just couldn't.

The thought of Phil being upset was stuck in Dan's mind. It killed him inside, and especially because he is the one who caused it.

Dan was contemplating dropping out of college because he didn't go anyway, and he would have to make up for it for another year. And he couldn't handle it without Phil.

When Phil left, so did most of Dan's sanity, happiness and hope for things to get better. All of it went right through the door because of a dumb decision he made when he was horny.

He knew what he did was wrong and he wished he could take everything back, but this is reality and sadly; you cannot reverse time.

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It was the morning, around 11am and Dan jumped up while on the couch waking up to find crisp crumbs all over the place. He looked around and saw some keys on the kitchen counter.

Dan furrowed his brow in confusion. He got up and off the couch, feeling weak from not moving in a week off from the living room couch. The only moving he did was to get food from the store or change the dvd he was watching.

He walked over to the keys and picked them up when he heard the toilet flush and to his surprise...

Phil Lester walked out.

He opened his eyes and closed them and opened again to make sure he wasn't going crazy. Or... more than he already was.

Dan's eyes widened and so did Phil's.

"You look awful." Phil said while walking over to grab his keys from Dan's crisp crumbed hand.

Dan was speechless.

He didn't know if Phil was coming back, or to grab a belonging he had forgotten.

"W-wh-" Dan tired to speak but he hadn't in days so it was hard for him to speak.

*PHILS POV*

When I walked into the dorm, I was surprised to see a huge mess.

Candy wrappers, soda cans and bottles, beer cans, grocery bags, crisp bags and broken glass was everywhere, ect.

I set my keys on the counter and walked into my former bedroom and searched for my second laptop charger because my good one broke.

When I gave up looking, I used the restroom, and when I was done I walked out to see Dan.

He was standing with my old green sweater, and some regular shorts I had gotten him for his birthday.

He was covered in crumbs of every food known to man, it was scary. He was also growing stubble.

I didn't even know Dan grew facial hair.

I felt bad for him. I felt bad that he had gotten this bad. I stared at him in shock at first. The sight of him was scary. It didn't look like Dan.

It didn't look like the Dan I knew when we first moved in. He just wasn't the same person anymore, I could tell just from the looks of him.

"You look awful." The words slipped from my mouth before I could even process that my brain told me to say it.

It looked like he tried to say something but something wasn't allowing him to.

I grabbed my keys that were in his hands and walked to the door when I felt skinny arms around my waist.

I turned around to find Dan; sobbing into me. I hesitated to put my arms around his scary, skinny form. But I did and he just seemed to melt into me even more.

I missed it.

I missed him.

We stayed like that for 24 seconds and I finally pulled away. Dan looked at me with his scary bloodshot eyes.

Well.. I guess you could say his eyes, but it didn't look like his. This isn't how I remembered them.

They used to be full of happiness and hope. Now they are dark, sleepy, bloodshot and black bags under them. I shivered just at the sight of how someone could change so much.

Dan finally stuttered some words out.

"W-w-why are y-you he-ere?" He shivered, wrapping his arms around his tiny, fragile form.

I was about to cry. I can't believe I let him get this way. I can't believe I left him when I knew he needed my help.

"I-I needed to grab an old charger I left here.." I said, looking at the ground, not knowing if I could stand looking at this imposter of Dan.

I felt his eyes on me. They burned into me. "Dan?" I said. "H-hm?"

"Wh-a-are you o-okay? I mean you look in really bad shape..." I said and rubbed my arm awkwardly.

It was like I was talking to a stranger.

He just shook his head slowly.

I sighed and pulled him into my arms, crashing our lips together. At first he was surprised but then he finally melted into me and kissed back.

"I missed you." I whispered.

"I-I-I.." He couldn't seem to let any proper words escape his mouth.

Dan just wrapped his arms around me tighter and cried. He cried like he'd never cried before.

I was just happy he was in my arms again.