dan's jacket was on the floor beside the bed.
phil reached into the pocket and withdrew a phone.
it was cracked.
phil guessed it had been recent.
he switched it on and swiped the screen.
much to his surprise, and relief, dan didn't have a password.
he went to contacts and added his own number.
he could only hope dan would call it.
there was a small groan.
dan was stirring.
suddenly he sat bolt upright in bed, a look of terror in his brown eyes.
he jumped up from the bed, meaning to grab the phone and jacket from phil, but froze; his face contorted in pain.
"dan"
...
"dan," phil said again,"what's going on?"
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"i know you don't like talking but i've added my number on your phone"
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"message me anytime"
dan snatched the phone and jacket and ran out the door, swiftly despite his injuries.
there was the sound of a door shutting.
and then dan was gone.
YOU ARE READING
trees // phan
FanficI WROTE THIS A YEAR AGO; APOLOGIES FOR THE SHITTY WRITING AND THE CRINGE i know where you stand silent in the trees and that's where i am silent in the trees why won't you speak where i happen to be silent in the trees standing cowardly
