At the therapist
Dan's pov~
The therapist has been asking me tons of questions and allowed me to tell my story.
"But Ive just been feeling...empty again..." I say.
She nods, "Have you had any other illnesses like Depression or anxiety in the past?"
I nod, "Yes actually years ago, I had Depression..."
"Okay. I've made a diagnosis. You seem to have developed depression again. Here," she says handing me a piece of paper, "Its a prescription for anti-depressants. Take them as instructed, be cautious."
I nod and stand up.
"Thank you," I say.
She nods and I leave.
I sigh as I walk down the hallway twards the exit.
Again?
Why do I have to have it again?!?
I walk out of the building into the city.
I walk past all the people with my head down.
I can't tell Phil. I just can't.
I mean, I know we tell eachother everything but... I don't want him to feel sorry for me...
I walk passed the grocery store.
Oh shit I forgot. I told Phil I was getting groceries.
I walk inside and buy random items.
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After picking up my medication I walk back inside our flat.
"Im back!" I say.
I walk up the stairs and into the lounge to find it empty.
I then check Phil's room but he isn't there either.
I walk to the office and luckily enough I see Phil sitting at the computer with headphones on.
He looks up and takes his headphones off, "Oh Hi Dan. Did you get everything you needed?"
I nod.
"Yeah," I hold up the bags, "I was just checking to see where you were. I'm gonna go put these in the kitchen and then head to bed."
"But it's only 10pm, you usually stay up wayyyy longer than that," Phil said.
I sigh, "Yeah I know but I've been out for a long time today and I'm really tired."
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Phil's pov~
Dan's been acting a bit strange lately...
Did I do something wrong?
Did something happen while I was unconscious? Did I forget something important???
Dan had already gone to bed a long time ago but he has NEVER gone to bed that early. I'm not even exaggerating.
I feel like he is hiding something big from me...
I sigh.
I look at the time and see that its 1am.
"I should get to bed... "
I stand up and turn off the lights.
As I walk to my room I pass Dan's.
His door is closed.
Curious, I open it.
As I peek in, I see him cuddled in bed, peacefully sleeping.
I walk in and look at his still form, slowly breathing.
I smile. He looks adorable.
Wait. What are you thinking Phil? Dan would never have feelings for you. Don't be stupid.
I sigh. I was about to leave when something on his bedside table caught my eye...
I walk twards it and see it's a bottle of pills.
Why would Dan need pills???
I try to read the label but the name of the medication is scratched off...
Is Dan doing drugs?! Is this why his behavior has changed?! It has to be... Why else would he be like this?....
"Mhphhh," Dan grans in his sleep as he turns.
I panic as I expect him to wake up and be mad at the fact that I'm invading his privacy but he just quietly stays asleep....
I'm going to take these away from him. He cant do this to himself. Why the hell would Dan do this?! I would have never imagined Dan Howell doing drugs. That's not the kind of person I thought he was...
Did he start this when I was unconscious or something? Or did I just forget because of my amnesia??
I grip onto the bottle and quietly leave the room.
When he wakes up, we are going to have a serious conversation.
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Aahhhhhhhhh I'm so tired but I wanted to make a chapter because I have this story planned out already. I hope it comes out the way I planned.
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Don't leave me... 《Unfinished》
FanficDan and Phil have been best friends for a long time. They know eachother better than they know themselves. Feelings are forming and problems are starting. Life seems worthless and their world starts crashing down. (Note from 06/09/17: this was my fi...