Dear Phil,
I came home with her last night. I didn't like it.
I didn't know I felt THAT way about her. We've been friends for two months, we've been dating for two months, but I always avoided this part. It happened and I wish that it hadn't. I don't know why I did it. Maybe I wanted to forget about you, only if it was only for a little while. My brain is in overdrive now and it's entering sort of a playground mode where a ball is bouncing around, repeating four words.
'I don't love her.'
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Dear Phil (Phan)
Fanfictionphilly smiles like philly doesn't care. {sequel to Dear Dan} •••Trigger warning!•••
