Phan One Shots

I love you too much..

TW: None
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"What do you mean you're leaving?" I almost yell across the living room.

Dan has a suitcase packed and a rucksack over his shoulder. He lowers his gaze and sighs, "We aren't working, Phil. And you know it."

"So you don't talk to me for like a week and then you pack your bags. Is this because I bloody ate your cereal?"

"It's not about the cereal, Phil!" Dan pushes his hand through his hair angrily. "It's more complicated than bloody cereal, Phil! You need to stop being so naive and childish!"

I gasp, "Childish? Childish!" I shout. "Me, the childish one? Have you looked in the mirror lately? 'I'm hungry, Phil. Get me food, Phil. My feet hurt, Phil' you're the only child in this relationship!"

"Oh piss off, Phil. At least I close cupboards when I've opened them!" Dan retaliates.

I frown angrily, "At least I know how to wash down a shower when I've had one!"

Dan sighs in frustration, while rubbing his face, "See, Phil. This isn't working."

A tear creeps down my cheek, "But I love you, Dan. We can't end. We can't." I fall to the sofa with a sad huff. "We can work this out. We have before."

"Stop kidding yourself, Phil. This times different."

"How?" I stand abruptly, scaring Dan but I don't care right now. I can't lose him. "How is this time different?"

"It just is okay," his voice is now solemn and I notice how his eyes glisten over with tears.

I choke back the lump in my throat and grab my jacket, "Do you not love me, is that it?"

He frowns as if I just said the most stupid thing possible, "Don't you get it, Phil?"

"Obviously not, Dan. Because you never tell me anything these days and then all of a sudden you're leaving without a reason why and I want-"

"I love you too much!" His voice cracks as sobs erupt from his mouth and his voice becomes a mere whisper. "I love you too much. I love you so much that it hurts to carry on."

It's my turn to frown in confusion, "What?"

"I see you everyday. We fight everyday; about the tiniest things and I'm not happy anymore, Phil and neither are you. I can tell in your eyes," he picks up his suitcase. "I'm staying at Pj's. I'll see you around, Phil"

"Dan," I lunge forward, grabbing his wrist tightly. "I love you, Dan. Please?" I almost beg.

With a slight shake of his head, he's gone. The door slams and all I'm left with is the silence of beloved memories. Memories I now want to forget. Memories I now hate. Memories I wish I didn't have.

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A/N: Sorry this one was short. I just thought of it and didn't want to ruin it by adding more.
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