Dan Howell is your stereotypical popular kid. Phil Lester struggles with depression and lives in an abusive home. When the two meet, Dan assumes Phil is just another kid for him to pick on. It turns out to be a bit more complicated than that. Will D...
OK SO I HAVE LIKE HALF THE CHAPTER WRITTEN AND LIKE FIFTY MINUTES AND IM ORETTY SURE THIS IS GONNA BE A LONG CHAPTER WHY DO I PROCRASTINATE UHG
Idk how I feel about this, it feels a bit rushed at first, but I think I redeem myself at the end *winks aggressively*
Edit: I COMPLETELY FORGOT, HOW DO YOU LI KE THE NEW COVER?? IT WAS MADE IN COLLABORATION WITH MY FRIEND WHO DREW THE ORIGINAL HAND (as shown below) AND I EDITED THE REST. Go find her on deviantart : silverfox1518
Ok, warning, it does have some blood in it, i don't think it's too bad but just in case, TW (Please don't use without permission)
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My chapters seem to be getting longer
WC: 2,439
My parents—now both sitting on the couch—stared at me blankly.
"So let me get this straight," My mum shook her head. "You want to see if he can live with us?"
"Just for two years, until he can move out on his own." (I don't think I said their ages but if I did and this is wrong pls tell me)
My dad sighed, giving my mum a tired expression.
I had spent the past half hour telling them everything. Well, I might have left out the parts about Phil and I kissing, but they really didn't need to know that.
When I began explaining the kind of person I used to be, they were clearly disappointed, not that I expected any different. Although I did my best to assure them that I wasn't like that anymore.
"You do understand what you're asking us Dan? This is a big deal."
"I know Mum, but please, he needs a place to stay or he'll be shipped off to some shabby old building filled with crying, parentless kids!"
My mum gave a knowing glance to my father before letting out a sigh and turning back to me. "We want to meet him first. If that goes well, then we will look into getting him situated in the guest room.
"You mean it?!" I leapt up.
"Surprisingly, yes." Mum smiled wearily.
"Thank you!" I dove onto my parents, enveloping them in a hug.
After setting up a few more details, I ran upstairs and texted Phil.
PHILLLLLLLLLLLLL
Phil: yeah?
MY MUM SAID THAT YOU MIGHT BE ABLE TO LIVE WITH UP BUT SHE WANTS TO MEET YOU FIRST!!!!!
Phil: omg, are u serious?! :D When?!?!
She wanted to come tmmrw around five, is that okay?
