Therapy (Phan)

11: But I'm smiling at everything.

Dan's phone ringing broke the silence that filled his house after Nick went home.

He answered it. "Hello?" He said weakly down the line. A sigh came down the other line.

"Dan?"

It was Mrs. Lester.

"Hello Mrs. Lester, how are you?" Dan asked a bit nervously. Mrs. Lester gulped.

"What happened between you and Phil?" She whispered. Dan was a bit taken aback. "Please tell me," she added.

Dan sighed. "My boyfriend said I can't see him anymore," Dan replied sadly, feeling empty.

"Phil needs you, Dan."

"What do you mean?"

"Before he met you, he was a wreck. He tried to commit suicide. His father reckoned it was for attention and so he left us. Before you, Phil was how he is now, without you. He needs you, Dan. He does. He won't talk to me anymore. He never leaves his room. It's like he's relapsing. You have to help him." Mrs. Lester began sobbing.

"Hey, Mrs. Lester... it's okay..." Dan said softly.

They talked for a bit longer before they had to stop. Dan felt bad. Why the hell was he choosing Nick over Phil? He had to break up with Nick, and soon.

He sighed as he sat down on his couch. He wanted Phil, not Nick.

But then why was Dan staying with him?

Perhaps he felt bad. Maybe that's what it was. Perhaps he felt bad for Nick, and so he stayed with him.

Because truth was, Dan didn't love Nick. He never did and probably never would.

Because his heart belonged to Phil. Not Nick.

It never would belong to Nick.

Dan wanted to be with Phil, and Nick was holding him back. He needed to let Nick go, and quick, because if he didn't, then he'd be ruining his and Phil's life.

Dan decided to just go to bed.

He climbed under the blankets and his phone went off. A text from Nick.

'Hey baby, I love you.' It read.

Dan sighed, picking it up and reading it, rolling his eyes, because like, perfect timing, Nick Jonas, perfect timing.

'You too. Night.' He replied, hitting send and just muting his phone.

He turned onto his side and just thought to himself. About Nick and how he was going to break up with him, about Mrs. Lester and how distressed she seemed, but in general, about Phil.

Just then, his bedroom door opened. It was his mum. "Dan?" She said softly. Dan groaned and sat up.

"Yeah?" Dan sighed out, feeling really fucking tired.

"You're going to bed?" She asked, a bit puzzled since it was so early.

"Yeah, I am. I'm tired."

"Okay..." She whispered. "Goodnight, sweetie."

"Night, Mum," he replied, turning onto his stomach as his mum closed the door.

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Hi sorry this took a bit but here it is now! Love u guys byeee

P.s. this has like idk 3 chapters left probs, so yeah theres gonna be a sequel i just need some title ideas pls. Pls.

And I'm probably gonna write another phan soon so yay! Ok bye