Gone... DanxPhil

Chapter 3

Dan's P.o.v.

     Phil and I have been just sitting on my bed and holding hands for the last ten minutes. Of course, I am so happy to be back! I'm so happy to be with him! However, with it being in the midst of winter and us having nowhere to go. I want more than just his hand right now.
I take a look at his...dull eyes? His beautiful blue eyes were always shining and happy.
"Phil, are you sure nothing is wrong?" I say, hoping he would respond truthfully.
"I'm fine Dan!" He looks away, I hear regret in his voice. I know that's not the truth.
"No you are not! Phil..." Without thinking, I grab him by his collar on his shirt and kiss him with all of my passion. Leaving a trail of kisses down his neck. I pin him down on the bed, and unbutton his collar. I pause, and just take a look at his eyes. For about a minute I lay on top of him, just staring into his eyes...

Phil's P.o.v.

I haven't gotten good look at Daniel's beautiful face in forever, or what feels like forever. I thought he was dead, all of these years. And he was alive the whole time? What he doesn't know, though, is that I was going to commit suicide before he came. He saved my life, as always. I then decide, he needs to know. There's too much I've been keeping from him.
"Dan, I-I think you need to see something." I say, almost crying. I push him off of me and I take his hand. Reluctantly, I lead him to my suicide letter that I was writing before he rang the doorbell. I show him the time and the date. I, of course, let him read it. Soon enough, I feel a tight squeeze around me, and a tear down my back.
"Phil..." he lets go of me. Even though it feels like he doesn't want to. "You don't realize how much you mean to me. If you were to kill yourself... I would've killed myself too"
I breathe in, trying not to cry. I wipe his tears with my sleeve and continue to embrace him and push my head in his neck.
"There are more..." I can't hold my tears back any longer and finally break. He holds me so tightly. "Dan never leave me again. I'm begging you. I want to hold your hand forever. I want to feel your soft skin for as long as I live. But for now, just open that drawer..."

Dan's P.o.v.

     Phil points me to a drawer that seems to be full and has some paper overflowing out of the top. I open it slowly, and inside is what I fear the most. Suicide notes, written by My reason to stay alive. I can't take it! I fall to the floor sobbing.
     "Phil!" I say gasping for air out of all of my tears, "PHIL! You are my only reason to live! Out of all of the shit that has happened to me! Knowing that there was a chance of me seeing you again kept me alive! I promise, I promise! Oh do I promise that I will never leave your side again! I love you so much..." I trail off into more tears. But he lays by my side on the floor and wipes my tears with my flannel he stole from me. My happy little Phil was always good at comforting me. He turns my head and locks his lips to mine. He was also good at kissing me too. I turn my side and grab his hips and pull him close...I really do love him~*