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~New Year's Special

New Year's Special

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It was New Year's Eve and Dan was feeling like shit.
He had been an asshole to his best friend, Phil, and since he loved him so much he felt even more shitty than he normally would.
He let the memories run through his head again.

-

Dan walked in to his shared apartment with bags of groceries in his arms.
"Phil? I'm home!" He called. All he got in reply was a hushed, choked sob.
Since Dan cared for Phil so much, he immediately dropped the food and bags he was holding in the hallway and rushed to his roommate's bedroom.
He stopped at the door and knocked softly.
"Phil? Can I come in?" Dan whispered as he had his hand on the door handle.
After a few sniffles and rustling about the door swung open to present  a black heard man clad in a large jumper and sweatpants, his eyes rimmed red.

Dan immediately pulled the shorter of the two into a huge bear hug.
"Phil, what's wrong? Please tell me."
Phil pulled back to look a Dan's face. He took a deep breath.
And suddenly the blue eyed one crashed his lips to the other.
And there and then, with the Sparks and fireworks he felt, Dan should've wrapped his arms around Phil and continue to kiss his love with all the passion he had.
But no.
Dan pushed Phil away from him in fake disgust.
"What the fuck?" He growled.
Phil whimpered as tears started to stream down his face.
"I'm not a fucking faggot like you!" Dan hissed as he stomped off to his room.
He didn't hear Phil leave the house.

-

Dan's POV

I sighed at the memory. I'm an idiot. I guess I'll fix things tomorrow.

-

I woke up to an early creak.
Ew, the dark.
Ew, the super natural.
"H-hello?" I stuttered, being the pussy I am.
All of a sudden a dim, dreary looking figure floated - fucking floated - into the room.
"Hello, Daniel."
I immediately recognise the voice.
My dad.

"D-dad? Y-you... You left us, a long time ago..." I mumbled.
"Yes, and because of that and many other silly mistakes of mine, I am as left as I am now." He said in a sad tone.
I looked over his figure properly and noticed chains handing from his body, him also being dressed in ragged black clothing.

"I am the ghost of the past, you see. I am here to show you what- and why - I am here.. And why the other two will show up too."

Before I could even comprehend what was happening, he had snapped his fingers, and we were outside Phil's door.
I looked at him expectantly for an explanation.
He just smiled weakly and repeated, "ghost of of the past."
He took my wrist gently and dragged me through the door.
What the fuck? We just fucking floated through a fucking door.

My dad tapped me on the shoulder, getting me to look at him.
"Go over and look at Phil there, Daniel."
I hesitantly walked over to him.
"Oh, and he can't see you."

I just nodded before sitting next to Phil.
As I looked closer at his beautiful features and realised there were tears starting trickle down his cheeks.
I looked at the computer in his lap.
He had over ten pages open with look a like titles; 'Phil Lester Hate Page', 'AmazingPhil Hate Page', ''50 reasons why Phil Lester should die'.

"Lion," I whispered, trying to wipe his tears but to no avail.
Suddenly he got up, and walked through me.
I followed him as he stumbled to the bathroom.
Wait.
No... He couldn't...