My Youth is Yours (Phil x Reader)

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Your POV

I glare at Phil. It's Monday and we're on the bus. Phil nervously bites his lip when he catches my stare. There's a really awkward silence between us as the tension builds and builds.

Phil clears his throat. "So... glad you're better."

"Oh, really? Only took me the whole weekend to recover," I reply coldly.

"I said I was sorry!"

"And I said I'll forgive you and Kat when this headache passes." More silence, besides the chatter from all the other students on the bus. Very slowly, the pain reduces.

We get to school and get of the bus, my head throbbing with every step. Walking through the halls is the worst. People shout and scream and literally screech like pterodactyls. I place my hands on my head.

"Y/N?" Phil's voice is muffled. "Y/N, are you okay?"

"Just take me somewhere quiet," I say and wince in pain. I feel Phil's large hand wrap around my upper arm, pulling me away from the crowd.

We eventually get away from the packed area and reach a part of the corridor where there aren't as many people and everyone is scattered about instead of bunched up. My head starts to feel better.

"Y/N!" I hear a high-pitched screech from behind me. Pain shoots through my head, making the corridor spin. I turn around and standing there is Abbey. I groan. Why? Take a hint and fuck off!

"Y/N. Hi, how are you? Good, so I was talking to Jake the other day and-" I raise my hand.

"No," I say, coldly.

"But, Y/N, he still loves you."

I scoff. "He never loved me. He treated me like a child treats a rag doll. He did whatever he wanted with me, not caring about my feelings. He wanted a trophy to show off to everyone. That is not love."

She bites her lip. "Well, at least come be with your friends. We miss you, Y/N. Do you really want to hang out with a bunch of losers?" She shoots Phil a look of disgust. My blood boils and my head pounds.

"More lies. And I suppose I'm a loser, too. Goodbye." I turn around and start walking away.

Phil stays silent and continues to guide me away from everyone.

We walk outside the back of the school. Phil drags me over to a bench surrounded by flowers and a frozen pond in the background. I swear the school have this garden just for cliché romance. I bet this is where the teachers hook up after school. It's also where...

"Phil, I can't be here," I whimper as we sit on the bench.

"Why not?"

"I made the second worst decision of my life here." I frown at the memory.

"What was that?"

"Agreeing to be Jake's girlfriend," I mutter. There's a short silence until Phil speaks up.

"What was the worst decision of your life?"

"Letting you out of my life."

"Really? I'm pretty sure it was me who let you out of my life. I was the one who ended things, after all."

"Yeah, but I let you."

"Y/N, don't be so hard on yourself all the time- wait, what is that?!" Phil points at my arm, shocked. I look down to see my sleeve slightly pulled up, just enough to see my scarred wrist. Shit!

"Phil-" He grabs my wrist and pulls up the sleeve. I watch his gorgeous blue eyes glisten with tears.

"Y/N- why? I don't understand. How could you do that to yourself?" I look down, full of guilt. I can't look at Phil. My eyesight becomes blurry with tears.

"I'm sorry," I quietly whimper. "I couldn't deal living without you. I promise, I've stopped. I threw away my blade the day Jake and I split up. I won't do it ever again." A tear rolls down my cheek.

I feel Phil's arms wrap around my shoulders and his head rest on top of mine. "Please don't. I love you too much."