I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss, it replayed in my head all weekend, almost haunting me. I longed for another kiss but I just can't have him. How would my aunt react if all of a sudden I came home and told her I'm gay? She already has to deal with me and I'm sure she won't want me to be dating guys.
Once the tiring weekend came to an end, I forced myself awake and downstairs into the kitchen. As my feet touched the cold tiles of the kitchen floor, I sighed and realized that I totally lost my appetite. This was unusual but I just shook it off and trudged up the stairs back into my room.
When I finished getting myself together for school and walked half way to my high school, I noticed all this time I had a deep pain in my stomach. I groaned as it got worse but I knew I couldn't skip a day for something as silly as a stomach ache. I got to my locker and felt like I could projectile vomit any minute now but resumed to put in my combo. I managed to get to class without hurling and opened the heavy door to my classroom. I walked all the way to my seat, not once taking my eyes off the floor. I felt dizzy now and more nauseous then before. I slumped into the chair and knew that I couldn't last any longer. I got up out of my seat as the teacher was in the middle of her lesson and puked. Uh-oh, I got vomit all over the floor and my face was flushed. I ran straight out of the classroom and into an empty stall of the boys bathroom.
I was huddled in the corner of a stall, sobbing when there was a quiet knock on the door. I lifted my head, wiped my dripping eyes and managed to choke out "th-this stall is taken". Suddenly the door creaked open and there stood Phil with a warm smile on his face. He bent down right next to me and captured me into a hug. It felt great and in no time I was sobbing in his warm enclosure. I leaned my head onto his shoulders as more tears trickled down my face, he was cuddly and I felt safe for once. I couldn't help but fall in love more and study every feature of him while still being blurred by my tears."Dan,what's wrong?" Phil asked in a tender tone, knocking me right out of my day dreaming."I just keep embarrassing myself, I already have too many reasons not to wake up in the morning and school just adds to it. I just want to be happy for once. Sometimes I really ask myself what's the purpose if I'm just gonna fuck up"I replied, looking up and meeting his eyes. "Dan, I know sometimes things don't go your way and...well you think you will never be happy but I swear one day you will be okay. Just please hold on until then".I shook my head in agreement and let out a sigh as Phil stood up. He reached his hand out for mine and helped me up. "So how about we get back to class and you can meet me by my locker after so we can hang out, yeah?" He said as he held the stall door open for me. "Yeah, thanks for everything" I replied in a quiet voice as I stumbled out of the stall into the almost completely empty hallways.
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This is definitely my favorite chapter so far although I put it off for the longest time and spent loads of time going back and changing things. I guess trigger warning for depressive thoughts in this chapter and if you would like to know all the trigger warnings you can find those in the description. Also I already have certain parts of the fic already written out and they are so sad I even cried! Anyways hope you enjoyed this chapter:)
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Sky Full of Stars
FanfictionA fic based around the phan pairing;just another sad phanfic((Tw;mentions of depression and major deaths))