A/N: The first few chapters will be Phil's POV and how he's handling things. You can kinda get to know how he thinks hopefully. You'll be able to see into Dan's little world soon, hopefully.
Anyways, have fun reading! :)
I managed to get through the gates of Hell this morning. I'm not overreacting. School kills creative sparks, leaving them to be nothing more than a pile of new ashes. It tears people apart, bit by bit until there's almost nothing left. It has the ability to murder those who can't handle the stress and pressure of the schooling system and the constant idea that we're being assessed on everything we do, from the way we act to the words we scribble on pages of tests.
Walking through the halls, I felt...I felt alone. My right hand felt strangely cold, the absence of his fingers which would have been laced with mine left me with a feeling of loss. Would I ever get to feel his palm press against mine again? Would his beautiful left shoulder ever slightly brush my pathetic right one once more?
Will he come home?
Of course he will. He's strong. He's okay. He has to be. He promised he'd come home. I just have to wait. I can do that. I hope I can do that. I will, for him I will. I'd wait a thousand years for him. For Dan, I'd do anything for him. I need him here. I'm nothing without him beside me.
Will he come home?
What if he doesn't?
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Welcome Home (Phan)
FanfictionIsn't it astonishing how the absence of a single person can you leave you so cold. Credit to artist: satsuma dan (tumblr artist) TRIGGER WARNINGS//PTSD, Depression, Anxiety, Self-harm, bullying. I'll put a warning in bold at the top of every chapter...
