Addicted [phan]

reality

phils pov~

Only if things were the same... Dan and I used to cuddle, play video games, not care about what other people thought of us.

It's hard to face reality. I wanted to forget this night. The night where Dan called me fat, said I can't be loved, said I'm crazy, and stormed out the apartment.

f l a s h   b a c k ~

"Phil why would you tell him?!?"

"Y-You said it was okay, stop yelling"

"What where you thinking, we are suppose to be a secret"

"I-I don't get it"

"What do you not understand", Dan stood up from the couch, his eyes weren't as beautiful, his fists were clenched. He was shaking. His body didn't sway, his eyes didn't shine as they used to when he talked.

"I don't understand how you're afraid"

"What are you embarrassed to call me yours, is that why you can't even tell your mum about us"

"Dan I'm proud to call you mine"

Dan stood there, in complete shock, of what Phil just said. Phil rarely yells, he's always full of joy. But Dan knew, after this, things wouldn't be the same.

"At least I'm not fat", Dan mumbled looking at the ground.

"Dan.." Phils eyes filled with tears, why was he so upset. Phil clearly remembers Dan saying that they can be open with there relationship.

"Phil you're crazy, no one can love you when you can't love yourself", this sentence was so familiar to Phil. Then it hit him, that's what Chris told Phil "who can love you when you can't love yourself"
Tears rushed down Phils face, he looked at the ground, he didn't even want to see Dans face.

"Get out"

"What"

"Get out my fucking house"

"D-Did you just cur-"

"LEAVE"