On the second Monday of August 2008, two boys arrived at a hospital's mental ward.
They were both in great deals of pain.
Dan arrived first.
His hair had been curly and tangled, he had tear stained cheeks and his wrist had been wrapped with bandages.
An image of subtle beauty among profound dismay.
Phil arrived shortly thereafter.
His black hair had been long and untamed, his wide blue eyes set with deep dark circles that contrasted greatly with his ivory skin.
A picture of wild untamed fear. So terrified, and yet so perfect.
They made eye contact.
They saw through each other, that Monday. They gazed passed the emptiness and pain of the outside and directly into their souls.
They fell in love, in that very moment.
-1st person POV (Dan)-
I want to scream.
The buzzing in the back of my skull is so loud.
I can't breath.
I'm suffocating amongst the sheer amount of noise inside my head.
I glance up.
I see a boy.
He sees me.
He stands out against the others. Distraught and yet so beautiful.
His eyes dart nervously away from my gaze.
I look away.
-1st person POV (Phil)-
I walk into the hospital.
It's all so white.
The shadows whisper to me. I want to sleep.
I'm so tired.
I see a boy.
He looks up at me.
His eyes look sad. They look like my own.
And for a moment, I see myself in this boy.
I look away.
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Quiet | phan
FanfictionIt started with two boys and a mental ward. A blue eyed boy who couldn't sleep and saw things that didn't exist, and a brown eyed boy who heard voices in his head and had suicidal tendencies.
