They arrived at Dan's house quickly. The boys in the back got out quickly, leaving Phil behind with Mrs. Howell.
"Come on, what is your name?" Mrs. Howell asked as politely as she could.
"P- Phil," Phil replied awkwardly, feeling so small around people he didn't know that well.
Mrs. Howell nodded and lead Phil inside. Their house was nice.
Phil sat down awkwardly on the couch. He looked around and saw Dan, Nick and PJ coming downstairs with Phil was assuming Dan's video game console.
They hooked up the gaming system and Phil decided to play too and socialize.
After awhile, Phil felt a bit ill.
"Where's your bathroom?" Phil asked, clutching his stomach. He felt nauseous, like he was going to be sick.
"Down the hall," Dan replied, pointing to the hallway. "First door on the left. Phil, are you okay?" Dan stood up to look at Phil.
Phil stood up, feeling lightheaded and dizzy. He stumbled and Dan reached out to catch him.
"Phil, are you alright?" Dan asked, holding Phil's waist to keep him steadied. "Phil, when was the last time you ate?"
Phil couldn't remember at first, yet he did have a bit of a bad memory.
"Uhm... I ate a small bowl of cereal this morning, but it didn't fill me. Why?"
"You need to eat something," Dan said softly, keeping one arm around Phil's waist, blushing, and not noticing how Nick sat on the couch, just watching. "When was the last time you ate before then?"
"Um..." Phil struggled to remember. "A couple of days ago..." Dan looked at him, eyes wide.
Dan didn't notice until now how skinny Phil was, and how light he seemed to be.
Dan felt like crying as Phil collapsed into him and just really seemed to rely on him for support on standing.
"Mum!" Dan called, trying his best to set Phil back down on the couch when Mrs. Howell ran downstairs.
"What's happened?" Mrs. Howell asked, running over to Phil.
Dan began to explain. Phil felt like he was going to pass out.
"We need to get him to eat something," Mrs. Howell said quickly, tapping Phil's cheeks to get him to stay awake. "Daniel, go get some fucking crackers or something."
Dan was a bit stunned by his mother's language, so PJ went to do it.
Mrs. Howell got Phil to eat two crackers before he passed out.
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When Phil woke up, it was dark. He didn't know where he was.
He sat up, looking around, and that's when he found a sleeping Dan Howell beside him.
Phil smiled a bit and then shook Dan lightly. "Dan," he whispered, shaking Dan a bit harder. "Dan, wake up."
Dan stirred in his sleep before sitting up in bed. "Phil?" Dan asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Dan, what happened?"
Dan explained everything that happend after Phil fell asleep, like they called his mum and put him in Dan's bed for the night.
"Oh," Phil uttered, looking over at the clock, which read three AM. "So, do I just go back to sleep?" Phil asked nervously.
Dan nodded. "If you don't mind sleeping here next to me," he replied, blushing, and thanking the Lord that Phil couldn't see it.
Phil nodded. "Goodnight, Dan," he said softly, before lying down beside Dan again, unintentionally snuggling up with him, and falling fast asleep again.
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Therapy (Phan)
FanfictionPhil Lester is depressed and suicidal, so his mom makes him go to therapy. There he meets Dan Howell, another depressed boy. The two get along, and sparks fly.