and now you're dead //phan [PERMANENT HIATUS] (book #2)

two

ever since dan got back home, he'd spent most of his time laying in bed. he's started drinking again, but sometimes he doesn't even have the energy to go get the alcohol his body is craving. 

he doesn't have the energy to drown all the thoughts and confusing questions in his head. 

every time he went to the bathroom, which wasn't often, he barley recognised himself. he always had horrible dark circles under his eyes, and he was pale. so, so pale.

he couldn't stop thinking about who that boy was.

phil.

there was something about him, but what?

the pink flower crown that was laying on his desk had something about it, too. something special, yet something bad. sadness. something. 

it was driving him crazy, because every time he thought of phil, he couldn't form any words. just colours. those sweet, pretty pastel shades, a dark, ebony black. and oh, that piercing, sky blue.

who was he and why did dan care so much about him?

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this chapter is all over the place jeez 

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