Author- when I figure out how to dedicate I will dedicate this to TheLoneElmTree or iiSuperwoman11 sowwy
Dan ran in the apartment. "PHIL! Phil?" He ran to Phil's room. He wasn't there. "Phil?" He walked into his room. Phil's limp body was laying on the ground, blood on his wrist. "No, No, Phil, please! PHIL!" He pulled out his phone and called 999. He heard himself answering. He heard himself answering all the ladies questions. He watched himself press on Phil's arms, and kiss his head. But none of this registered. Because Phil Lester, his sunshine, had done this to himself. He felt himself being pulled away from Phil. "Please, don't die." He whispered. Then his world went black.
Dan woke up in an uncomfortable hospital chair with the image of Phil's body on his mind. This was all his fault. Why didn't he notice! What was wrong with him? Phil was the first person Dan had ever considered a best friend. And he wasn't there for him. Now he might never get the chance to tell him or make up for leaving him. "Mr. Howell?" Dan looked up. "He's alive."
AUTHOR NOTE
i still sowwy
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Dear Dan •COMPLETED•
Hayran KurguCover is not mine! Dan made a mistake. Phil blamed himself. .editing.
