chapter 8

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Phil's pov
The alarm started beeping at 5:30 am. Today is sunday which means no bullies today.
I took a quick hot shower and dried my hair. There was a sleeping with sirens hoodie and a pair of black jeans laying on my desk. I picked it up and wore it. I tied my shoelaces and walked outside. It rained yesterday so the weather was cool outside. I just kept wandering around the town without caring about where i was going. When i finally got tired, i went inside a little coffee shop and had some cookies and an espresso. After having food, i went out again and just sat down on the pavement with my hands covering my chin.
I think that i have feelings for dan. Whenever he comes around, i start feeling much better and comfortable. My heart starts beating faster. The thoughts in my mind get messy. I get butterflies in my stomach. And my face hurts from smiling way too much.
I feel safe when he wraps his arms around me. It's like he is meant for me. He makes every moment of my life perfect. Whenever i'm sad, i start thinking about him which instantly makes me smile.
Should i trust dan? Should i let him enter in my personal life? Should i tell him about the bullies in school? I felt an arm around me and i looked back to stare at those brown eyes again. 'D-dan?'
He did nothing but cry on my shoulder.
Dan's pov
I decided to tell phil about everything that i had in my mind. The feelings i'm having for him. The problems i'm going through and that i need him more than anything else right now.
I stared aimlessly at the ceiling for over half an hour and then finally decided to walk to his home. It was a bit cold outside so i wore a jacket.
I saw him walking outside so i just decided to stalk and follow him. When he finally sat down on the pavement, i slowly walked towards him and sat right beside him.
I don't have guts to tell him everything.
My hands started sweating and i felt more and more nervous every second. I finally gave up so i just put my hand on his shoulder and started tearing up.
Everything around me became blurry and i wasn't able to speak up anything. He hugged me from my waist and rested his face on my shoulder.

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