Phil's POV
I never thought things would turn out this way. It's been 8 years since my one and only died. My sunshine. My Dan. My love for him never changed, and I'm sure it never will. I still remember sitting my his side, singing softly into his ear. I was so hopeful he would hang on, that he would carry on. I ran home after he went. I held him until I we were ripped apart by fate, and then I just ran. It took all my breathe, all my might, but I made it home. I saw Sky, and gave her the news. She was devastated, obviously, but she couldn't know how I truly felt. I had to be strong for her, so I held it together. I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I just shut my mouth and dealt with it, the way I should.
This didn't help. I needed release, but concealed release. What did I do? I took the blade from Sky's pencil sharpener. I brought it to my arm. I turned the scars into wounds. I bled. I did it all over my body until I could face it no more. I brought it to my neck. That's when he burst through the bathroom door. Greg. He saw the blood, the horror. On his channel he always spoke about how wrong self harm was, and how fucked up the people are who do it, but he understood me. He ran to my side, threw the blade across the room and cradled me in his arms for a good hour. We spoke. He got me help. I moved on, and a year later Greg became mine. He hugged me like Dan did. He kissed me like Dan did. He loved me like Dan did. He was everything I needed.
We're still together, him and I. He is my new sunshine, and I can feel Dan smiling from heaven. He wanted me to find someone new, and I have. Someone who brings light to my world like he used to. Someone to laugh with me. Someone to sing with me. Onision, Uhoh Bro, Greg. He's all mine to love. In fact, our marriage is next week. We don't give shit what people think of us, all we need to know is what we think of each other, and the fact that I can love him without the guilt or shame that Dan wouldn't want me to have. This was our story. And we'll carry on.
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RomanceAU Dan and Phil are both 16 year old losers who have to sit through 6 hours of hell in secondary school every day, taking abuse mentally and physically from the school douchebags. Both of them are bi, but neither have came out, not even to each othe...
