Choosing to Believe (Phan)

Prolouge

Prologue

Manchester City, England. Early September, 2011

For years, Dan and Phil had been close. Ever since the first time they began instant messaging each other over Twitter, Phil had an unbreakable connection with Dan. When they began Skyping, it lit Phil's heart with happiness as he finally got to actually put a voice to a face. Then, when they first met in Manchester, face to face, Phil knew that he'd fallen in love. Having known that the feelings were reciprocated was an amazing feeling, and their entire relationship was comfortable, filled with love, making each boy happier than they'd ever felt in their entire life.

That was until Phil that cursed video changed everything. Phil knew that Dan's family wasn't accepting of same sex relationships, which is why they'd never talked to Dan's family about their relationship prior to the release. Within an hour of it being public, Dan's family was calling him, demanding answers. Dan has tears welling in his eyes, as he listens to his parents yelling at him.

"It's just a joke, for the Fans, ya know?" Despite the tears that fell from Dan's eyes, he spoke on the phone, his voice sounding as normal as usual. "Seriously, it's all just a big joke. Phil and I are friends. Just friends, and nothing more." Phil, who sat on the couch opposite Dan, flinched at hearing that. He knew that Dan wasn't serious, that he was just trying to disregard his family's fears, but that didn't lessen the sting. Phil got up and tried to hug Dan, but as Phil sat next to him, Dan stood up, avoiding eye contact with Phil. Phil's heart broke as he realized that he possibly just ruined things between him and younger boy. He didn't want to believe it; he refused to accept it. Trying his hardest to keep the tears in his eyes, he got up and made his way to his room. Once inside, he softly shut the door behind him, and he let the tears fall freely.

What was I thinking? Phil cursed himself internally has he pulled his hair. He tried to hold back the screams that were itching to escape his throat. Phil hated what he'd done. He didn't think about the consequences of his actions until everything started crumbling down on him. Phil hated himself, hated what he'd done. We knew that he couldn't turn back time, but God knows how badly he wish he could do so right now. But it was too late. His and Dan's perfect relationship, happiness, comfortability- all gone because of a stupid glitch.

Phil went over to sit on his bed; just looking at it made him feel grim. He was on this bed, he thought as he let out a quiet, choked out sob. Phil Is Not On Fire was made here . . . Was it sad that he felt the need to be on fire? His heart was on fire, but his mind was blank. There was nothing that he could think to make this better. He couldn't just say, 'Well Dan, I wasn't thinking.' or 'I won't do it again.' Yeah ,real convincing, Phil. Phil loves Dan, that's why he made the video. He wanted Dan to know that he was serious, because even though they say those words all the time, it always ends in a joke.

He hears footsteps coming outside his room, and they were fast, but knowing Dan, he was faster. He ran to his door and put his whole body in front of it before Dan could get inside. "Phil, let me in." He put his back against the wall, his breathing ragged, and heart breaking. He couldn't, no, he wouldn't, let Dan in, not so he could just crush his heart; going from two broken pieces into a hundred. It wasn't going to happen.

He was forcefully shoved forward, when Dan rammed his body against the door, whilst opening it in the process. He picked himself off the ground, backing up slowly, and not looking at Dan as if looking at him would turn him to stone like Medusa, which it kind of did. "Phil--"

"No!" Phil's legs hit against his bed, why couldn't my room be the size of a football field? Or maybe like a huge swimming pool, maybe even the size of the Grand Canyon. Could I live in the Grand Canyon, is it even livable?

"Phil!" Dan stopped Phil's train of thoughts, and caused Phil to look up at him. "I can't be with you." With only those words, and an emotionless face, Dan leaves the room, never looking at Phil.

"Damn it!" After several moments of silence, Phil threw his clothes out of his closet, grabbed the nearest thing in the room and threw it. He looked over and it was a picture of him and Dan on the Manchester Eye. Just looking at it made him snap, he grabs the picture and throws it. In just the matter of seconds, looking at the only picture he had of them broken up in pieces, he bursts into another fit of tears. As Phil walks forward to pick it up, all he feels is his heart bursting out of emotion. I never thought I could choose to believe that maybe, just maybe I could die from a broken heart right now. Once he finished cleaning up the mess, he climbed into his bed, and tried to force himself to sleep. After several more moments passed, and tears were shed, Phil eventually drifts off into a dreamless sleep.

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Thank you for reading this Prologue and I hope you like my second ever fan-fiction.