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    Tw: Smoking
    Dan's fingers carelessly danced across the piano keys, each one letting out a different sound. He didn't allow himself to cry, he couldn't, it'd just make it worse. It'd only been a few days since he'd kissed Phil. Such a stupid mistake.
    He'd been sober since, he was afraid what he would turn into if he drank, so instead he took up smoking. He'd sit outside his apartment and let the smoke dry out his tears.
    His body was weak, and each time his fingers touched the ivory keys, they'd tremble. Each night he stayed up late, using his fingertips to create beautiful music. But it always came out wrong. Papers littered his floors, different notes scribbled down across the surface.
    He ran his hand through his hair, once again tearing the paper out of the notebook and throwing it on the ground. His eyes shifted from his piano to the cigarettes sprawled across the table on the other side of the room. He pushed the stool he had been sitting on from under him, and walked over to the small table, curling his fingers around the unused cigarette. He didn't bother to go outside this time.
    He'd been such a jerk. All those times he ditched Phil to go drinking with Evan. Phil had always been there for him, and had promised to stay with him forever. All Evan wanted was Dan to pay for his drinks, and buy him weed. The thought of Evan made Dan angry. He pulled his lighter out of his pocket and lit the cigarette.
    Each inhalation killing me even more.
Dan gritted his teeth against the soft texture of the paper that covered the cigarette. Such a small, irrelevant item, but it had such great damage.
    Like Phil's soft lips.
Dan slid his hand into the opposite pocket, and took out his phone to began texting Phil.
                'To: Philly;) :
           I've  learned it's hard
to write music about the explosions in your stomach when your lips press against the ones of the one you love, and the beauty of the eyes staring back at you when you ruin something.'
But he never pressed send.
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A/N: So this chapters really short but I already posted today so :) I just wanted to upload Dans side. Also, I'm aware this book is really cliche so far, but there's a lot to come ;) ALSO THANKS FOR 100 READS IT MEANS LOAAADS!!

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