I dream of him that night. I dream of him every night. They're not the happy, magical dreams like I normally have. No. These are more like nightmares, but it isn't. In my dreams, he's the one I'm afraid of - and yet at the same time he's the one who's protecting me from my fears. I can't explain it. It's... It's demonic.
"Phil," I hear a loud whisper suddenly wake me.
"It's half three in the afternoon. You hardly ever sleep this late." It's only Louise's soft voice. She sits on the edge of my bed. "This is doing you no good," she continues.
I glare at her.
"He loves you Phil." She mutters.
"I don't care about him."
As soon as the words leave my mouth, I feel my heart restore to its normal state; unbroken. It is like it has been magically stitched back together but there is no scar. I smirk gently. Louise's expression looks fairly worried.
"Invite him... Home." I grin.
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7:42pm
Dan arrives, drenched in tears. His puffy eyes look sleep deprived; barely keeping his focus. He sits in front of me, not daring to speak. My cares are gone. To me, he wasn't even part of my life. Something in me has flipped. Despite the lack of care, the lack of memory of us, I know I must get revenge. Grinning needlessly at Dan, he grows a confused look. Worry, anxiety, paranoia.
"P-Phil?" He stutters, noticing my dreamy green-blue-yellow eyes fade into an endless pit of darkness; an ocean of black.
"Phil what the fuck?" He gulps, slowly standing up.
I haven't said anything yet. I've just looked at him. Something is changing, and I love it.
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Once | A Phanfic
FanfictionDan and Phil have had a hidden relationship for the past year. One night, Dan goes out without Phil and makes possibly one of the biggest mistakes of his life. Initially, he tries to hide it from Phil until Louise threatens to tell him herself. [pha...
