Still Trying [phan/boyxboy]

III [I'm Here]

Okay, guys! Here's an update! I am so sorry for slow updates, because one, writer's block. Second, school is murder.

Anyways, here you go! Is this long enough? Got any ideas? Comment! Votes are also appreciated. xx Next line!

Why does this have to happen to me?

[Phil's POV]

I was just writing ideas for my video. I looked around me, to see Dan walking towards me, bringing the coffee. I smiled at him as he was nearing my table.

Suddenly, I felt an extremely hot splash on me. I looked down, only to see my favorite hoodie now splattered with brown-ish coloured substance. I didn't say a thing, I just sat there, shocked, glancing to the now shattered tea cup near Dan's untied shoe.

His hazel brown eyes stares at me, pure terror in his eyes. "I a-am so, so, s-sorry." I can feel the whole café eyeing us. Louise and Carrie just looks at us with a weak smile, somewhat embarrassed and dissapointed.

Suddenly, he looks at Louise. I can see him mouth an "I need to leave for a second," earning a confused look from her. "Excuse me," he finally says out loud, quickly walking outside.

[Dan's POV]

As soon as I went outside, I immediately ran.

I opened the map of London that I printed out yesterday (I know, I am a bloody genius) and tried to get to around the city.

As I looked up from my map, I realized that I was immediately lost in the crowd of people.

The streets was EXTREMELY (yes, all caps are very necessary) packed. I found myself staring at a metal gate, having the word 'Hyde Park' on it. I decided to go in.

I followed the tracks, trying to find a quiet place. I finally found a bench near the lake.

I sat down, taking in the serene feeling. I took in the fresh air (despite the fact that I am in London, the place is pretty green), holding it in before letting it go.

I tried to put myself in this moment, trying to let go of all the confusion that has been going on. I try to move myself away from this situation where I am now, to the place where I was before all of this happened.

I can never go back, I thought to myself. How can I go back when I don't remember where I even started?

I suddenly remembered my job at the café. Wow, was that a bit immature? Carrie was certainly going to be pissed.

I screamed as hard as I can. Overreacting? No. I just can't deal with this. It's too big. I can't go on, I don't know who I am..

"Hey, are you alright?"

I looked up to stare into his icy blue eyes once again. "Um, hi.. Phil, right?" "Yeap, and you're Dan." he said, smiling.

I smiled back, until I feel it slowly fading when I saw the huge dark brown stain on his light green hoodie. He must've noticed my gaze because he instantly said, "Hey, hey, it's alright. Don't think about that."

"Phil, I stained that fabulous hoodie. I should be thinking about it." He just smiled at me, but I can see that he is internally frowning. Sixth sense much, Dan?

"Forget it or I am throwing you into this lake." he threatened me, trying to hide a smile. "Throw me in the lake and I will throw you in there as well."

He laughed. "The sass is REAAAL" he said, throwing his invisible and imaginary hair in front of me, as if to hit my face. I ended up laughing beside him.

"Dan, why did you run away? I know that you are embarrassed and all, but shouldn't you be heading to work?"

I frowned at him. No, that's not why.

"I-it's nothing, really. It is stupid for me to run out. I should probably go back." I said to him, while standing up and brushing my jeans.

"Dan, I don't mean to be nosey and all that creepy things, but I know something is wrong. You can trust me."

I immediately felt uncomfortable. Somehow, I knew it wasn't normal for someone to be that nice when you just met them in the first, like, 33 minutes. Suddenly, I thought to myself: What if he used to be in my past life? 

What if he was a villain? What if he kiled my parents? Fear started creeping in me. Who knows who he actually is?

"No, I'm fine, really." I said to him, smiling. He just answered with a weak smile. He definitely didn't fall for my lie.

We just sat there, gazing on the lake, watching the passing swans. I don't know either it's an awkward silence, or a comfortable one, it is peaceful anyway. He doesn't seem to be creeped out either. I ended up throwing myself down to the grass, closing my eyes.

"What are you doing?" "Training to die, what do you think?" I said, sarcastically. He laughed and laid beside me as well.

"Hey Dan?" "Hmm?" I mumbled. "What if people have colored farts? I mean, let's say that yours is orange, and mine is blue. If we fart, it would be way easier to tell who did it!" he said in excitement. I laughed so hard while slapping him on the arm.

"WHAT THE HELL PHIL? WHAT TYPe OF QUESTION IS THAT?"

We had a laughing fit before we finally stopped laughing due to stomach pain. "Well, Phil, I should be going back to work.." I mumbled to him.

"Sure, Dan. I'm about to go home anyway. Let's go!" he said, running towards the concrete path. I rolled my eyes, following him.

As soon as we reached outside, I was immediately trapped in the middle of lots of people. I can't see where I am heading to, I can just follow the wave of people. It started to get harder to breathe, and I tried to breath faster than usual.

I am trapped. I am trapped and I am lost, I don't know how to get out.

I started to see black spots forming, blocking my view. Oh God, no. The crowds were pushing me, squeezing me tight. They were turning me into a sandwich. No, I won't live. I will be squashed to death. Squashed, stomped, pushed..

"Dan? Dan! Calm yourself down! Goddamnit Dan! Breath normally!" I can hear Phil talking to me, but it sounds so distant. I feel his soft hands grabbing me. I started panicking, trying to pull me. I immediately tried to let myself go, kicking everywhere.

"No, Phil! Don't pull me in! Don't kill me! Don't push me into those walls, don't push me in, don't squeeze me.. I thought you would help me.." My screams slowly turns into sobs.

"Dan, Dan, you're hyperventilating. Calm your breathing. Okay? We'll go to the side of the road, come on, come on.."

I started to quit punching around, finding myself laying on a wall under some roof. I started crying, making my breathing harder to slow down.

"Dan.. Dan.. Shh. Calm yourself. You'll be okay, I'll get you to the café. Calm down, shh.. it's going to be alright.." he paused, hugging me.

"I'm here."

His voice became far away, and I find myself free falling to a dark, endless hole. []

-gee