{PHAN} Beautiful Disaster

Small Tears, From Small Bodies

~ Point of view: Phil Lester~

My hands. They shake, small little fingers, held up by a small little hands.
My chest felt tight. I couldn't breath as I mumbled the small word of. "Dan..."
Why am I breathing hard, my head throbbing along with puffy red eyes.

My soft hands became dry as they crushed the dry sand below them. My knees sank into the hot sand. Looking up from the hot dry sand, with small drops of water on it from my eyes. I saw him. Dan Howell, begin held by PJ Liguori.
His soft creamed arm rapped around Dans small waist. Holding him close against the tall wooden built fence. Surrounding the schools play ground.

Their lips touched.

They kiss was small and quick but it seemed to Phil that it was a kiss going on for years.
They soon pulled away. Phil staring at them. His small little blue eyes were filled with small little tears.
Phil slowly got up though, as he heard the loud sound of a ... Robotic whistle like object.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

All of a sudden his eyes pulled away from each other. Looking up, was the white ceiling of his bedroom.

His heart beating as he looked at the alarm clock. The bright red print on the machine read. 7:15 AM. Phil's head ached. Not saying anything though he rubbed it and closed his eyes.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

After getting finally annoyed enough from the machine he moved his thin, pale arm towards it, slapping the top of it and it turned off. He sighed and laid back down looking up at the ceiling.

He got up. Stumbling some as he went to the bathroom. Looking into the long clean mirror in front of him. He saw himself.

Phil Lester.
6'2
Male
Blue eyes
Black hair
White soft skin
Thin. Fragile.
Gay.

He stared at himself. He looked down at the sink and sighed some as he began to turn on the sink. Washing his face with the freezing cold water. He didn't care though at the moment.

He took of his large shirt just a plain light blue shirt on it with a small pocket on the chest. He began to do the normal. He rubbed his face again and began to strip down. Only into his blue and white checkered boxers.

Walking out into the carpeted bedroom of his he went to his closet. Picking out a white tshirt and a hoodie over it of Jake the Dog from Adventure time. He slid on some normal blue jeans and began to look in the mirror next to the closet door. Fixing his hair and took a breath before leaving his room.

Going down to the kitchen and grabbing a apple along with his bag and phone. He made his way to the door. Turning around to yell at his parents. "Bye mum! Bye dad !" He yelled and began to leave. Walking down the streets of London to the station.

30 minutes later. He found himself at school. Already going into a small little ball of darkness as he walked onto campus.