[14] Under Pressure

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Dans Pov

I come home hours later heavily intoxicated. I slump up the stairs to my bedroom, the lights are still on. I pause remembering that Phil must be worried sick about me, I breathe out and open my door.

As I stumble in, Phil turns his head towards me, his eyes get wide and a angry frown is stamped on his face, he starts to scream "Dan where were you! I was so worried and you coudt even TELL me where you fucking were?!? How do I know you're safe if you just disappear like that!" Phil says with anger steaming through his voice. 

I start to walk towards him, he has a concerned look on his face as I trip and fall on my face, damn I was never good at hiding that im shit faced drunk.

Phil quickly gets off the bed and rushes toward me. I try to pick my body up, but the alcohol made my arms weak, so it made me look even more pathetic.

As Phil bends down to help me up I start to protest, but my words come out sloppy. "ppphil ts k I cahn mself."  He looks at me puzzled and ask "Dan, are you drunk?"

I hesitate for a moment and say "uuhmm, I ony hd a weezzyy bita beer, liikkee 2 or 3 " I giggle at my "funny" comment as Phil sighs and lifts me up to the bed.

As he turns off the bedside lamp that was lighting up the room he mumbles, "I cant stay mad at you when you just fell right on your face Dan"

I laugh a little and whine "Phiill come snuhgglle meee"

He grins as he hops into the bed, and lays beside me. Phil covers both of us and spoons me, as I start to drift off Phil ask me "Dan, I know somthings wrong hear, you need to tell me."

Fear washes over my body, I dont want to tell him, I wont tell him.

"Babe are you ok? you're breathing a little fast?" he turns me to face him and looks in my face, my eyes open, im trying to look in his deep ocean blue eyes for comfort, but I dont find any. Phil kisses my forehead and pulls me into a hug.

As he strokes my hair he tells me its going to be ok.As Phil pulls out of the embrace, and I stare at his face, the moon light clashing against his pale features. We both lean in and I close my eyes, taking one last look at his perfect face, our lips slam together, as I slowly lay down Phil straddles himself on top of me, I place my hands around his neck, and grab on to his hair. Our lips are still locked together as I try and take off Phils shirt.

Phil stops and looks at me, I start to get worried, thinking I did somthing wrong. Then he says slightly out of breath, "Dan wait, I can't do this knowing somthing is still wrong, I feel like you just kind of changed the subject, we dont need to avoid this anymore."

I sigh as Phil gets off of me, I sit up and look in his eyes, "Phil, its nothing im ok."

A few seconds pass and then Phil says,

"Dan I know you better than that."

My mind is flustered, what do I tell him? Do I tell him about Rodger? About my moms cancer? What about how she ignored me most off my childhood because she was always drunk? 

What do I do?

COMMENT PLZ IT MAKES ME HAPPY INSIDE

AN/

GUYS I found this ADORABLE gif of danyul I hope it works!

you thought it was gona get steamy AF, didt you?!?

hopfully "stranded-phan" will be out soon enough, it depends on how much time I have..

SO SRRY THIS CHAP IS RLLY SHORT my dad is being a jackass and i dont have alot of time to write tonight ;)

LOVE YOU GUYS THANKS FOR READING THIS SHIT I CALL WRITING LOL 

hope you have a lovley morning, afternoon, or night :) <3

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