Lost to Love (A Danisnotonfire/AmazingPhil Phanfiction)

Phil,

I don’t know why I’m writing this at 7am. It’s what people do, isn’t it? They leave a note. Funny, after all the Sherlock marathons, I never thought I’d be putting those words down on paper. So this is my note to you.

Go into my closet, right to the back. Underneath my Death Note shirt, find the cardboard box. Inside it is my diary from the last two weeks with you, the best weeks of my life.

I was always unhappy before then, I never had an actual best friend before you, and when I first started talking to you, you changed my life.

But it didn’t stop there. I’m not gay, well, I wasn’t... I don’t know. I loved you in ways that I shouldn’t, and ways that are frowned upon. I didn’t want to tell you, because I didn’t want to make a fool of myself in front of you if you didn’t, and when you didn’t return those feelings.

I was also scared of the fans. I was scared of how they would react to us being ‘together’. I know a lot of them ‘ship us’ together, but I’m not sure what they would say if we actually were.

Wow, this letter is longer than I thought.

Don’t hate me, Phil. Don’t be upset. This is what I want. I don’t want to be here anymore. It’s for the best. Don’t let this ruin your life. You made mine so much better over these two weeks, but it’s over now.

I love you.

Dan xxx