Chapter 6

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Phils pov
I finally walked in the door of my house. I ran up to my room and I cryed. For the first time in a long time I cryed. I haven't cryed since my sister passed. I balled my eyes out, as I sat on my bed and cryed with my knees to my chest and my head in my hands I realized that I have a chance but it's like 1/100. I don't know what I'm gonna do. Tomarrow is Sunday. I will have to explain to pj that I'm dans friend and he can't change that. I can't even stand the thought of not having dan by my side at school. I wipe my eyes and stare at the floor.
Dans pov
I heard foot steps. " Dan what happens to phil" she asked worried. I don't know. I wrote " well than why was he crying when he left" she said sounding annoyed at me. I was so confused. He was crying. Why? My little lion. Why was he sad. I decided to text him. Hey lion can I come over tonight? I sent it and a few seconds later I got I reply um yeah I just left an hour ago. Miss me already? Haha I'll come pick you up. Thank god .
Phils pov
I don't think I'm gonna be able to do this. If he comes over I don't know how I'm gonna react. He replied with what if I do miss you? OK I'll be ready. I got up and began to walk to his house. I was being slow. I didn't have a coat on or shoes for that matter. I was freezing. But that not what I was worried about. I was worried about dan seeing my red face and puffy eyes. He gonna know I was crying. I was about half way there. I began to think about the fact that I will never be able to call that angel mine. I broke down again. Sobbing as I continued to walk. Every step hurt like hell. I'm such a mess and I think I stepped on glass. Why the fuck didn't I put my shoes on
Dans pov
I expected phil to be here by now. I really hope he's ok. I also wish he would hurry I miss him a lot. As I sit in my room I let my mind wonder. Day dreaming. I smile at the stupid day dream of holding phils hand. I shake my head and laugh. I'm so stupid. Every minute felt like an hour. I swear time slowed down just to make me mad. Then I heard a knock. I jumped up and grabbed my stuff and ran to the door. I opened it. Oh SHIT. He clasped into a ball of sobs. Why wasn't he wearing shoes of a coat. His foot was cut and he was freezing. He was crying I held him for a few seconds before picking him up and carrying him to the couch. I ran up stairs to get my mom. I didn't have my note pad so I just grabbed her wrist and pulled her down stairs. I pointed at phil. She ran to the bathroom. And cleaned him up. I got him some socks and shoes and a warm coat. I sat him up. And ran upstairs to get my note pad. Lion what's wrong I wrote. He cryed harder and started to write back. I can't tell you. I was hurt why the hell not phillip you can tell me anything. I wrote he looked up at me and began to write agian. If I tell you, you will hate me and I don't think I'll be able to handle losing you all together. What did he mean. Phil tell me right now. I wrote . Ok fine fucking fine. He wrote so what is it. I wrote " dan I l-l-lo-ve y-yo-u" he said stuttering before he ran out. I was in shock and didn't run after him.

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