Dans P.O.V
I say on our couch in my browsing position and just thought. These last few months have been difficult but Phil has gladly helped me threw it. I started to itch and then I got the spots on my wrist. My scars.
I havent cut in months but my mind has just started to go back to that but Phil has kept an eye on me so it's hasn't stared yet. Phil really cares about me. I decided to get up and take a walk down to Starbucks and then just walk. I put my coat on and started to head out.
"PHILLLL!!" I said.
"Yeah?" He yelled from his bedroom.
"I'm takeing a walk..." I said.
"Okay, be careful." He said. I nodded he always looked out for me.
"I will!" I said as I headed out the door. I walked down to Starbucks wich wasn't that far and when I left Starbucks it was pretty dark out. I would say about 7:30.
All I had was my jumper and a coat on. It wasn't too cold so that was good. I was walking up the pavement with my coffe in my hand noticing everybody just going on with three lives.
I wondered if anyone just had days when they fell into a black hole and didn't know how to get out of it. That was me today. You never know how long these things are gonna last or how bad there gonna be. All I know is I got phil to help and I think everyone should have a phil.
As I was thinking I wasnt paying attention and I bumped into this woman and spilled my coffe on her as she fell over. I felt so bad so I helped her up.
I looks into her hazel eyes and couldnt look away.
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The Theif (Dan Howell Fanfic)
FanfictionWhen Chloe finds herself in not the gretest mental state and decideds to take a walk, an bumps into what she thinks is the love of her life, Daniel James Howell. How will each of them respond as they grow not only there friendship but there feelings...
