Choices {Phan}

Sunburn {10}

/P.O.V changes. Be prepared because you might need to craft.\

~Phil~

I've been at the hotel for almost a day. I think I'm starting to realize this might have been a mistake. What if Dan comes back and I'm not there? What would he think? If this happened a couple of months ago, I could have told you the answers to those questions. But after everything that's happened - after Danielle - I'm not sure I know who he is anymore. Did I even know who he was before? How many secrets has he kept from me?

I thought of this as I was sitting on the hotel bed. The pillows smelled nice. I didn't properly think this through. I didn't have any clothes to change into. I didn't even have my phone charger on me! I had to go back for that at the least. And who knows, maybe Dan was waiting for me. No. He wouldn't be. He'd want to make sure he gave me enough time.

I texted him to know that he'd given me enough time. I decided I'd go make a pillow couch and watch the television. I'd wait for him to come back to tell him that everything was okay, and we could cuddle like we used to. I couldn't wait. That's when I had my first kiss. It seemed like so long ago. I miss us being younger. It was so much easier. Why couldn't we be eighteen again?

I checked out of the hotel and got strange looks for leaving so early. I had to get back home to Dan. What if he's already waiting for me? I can't let him get there before me. I need to be back before him. I need time to make the pillow couch.

I approached the crosswalk running. I didn't even look before I ran across the road.

~ Dan ~

I was going to stay at a hotel for a while to give Phil space. That was the original plan. That all changed when I got a text from him.

Hey Dan. I read your letter. You've given me enough time. You can come home now Dan. I'll be waiting

I felt a smile come to my face. I couldn't wait to see him. I know we've only been apart for a day, but it feels like forever. I knew of the conversation to come, but I just wanted to see him again. I'd give practically anything to get him back.

I had to pack my stuff quickly. I had a plan that required me getting there when he wasn't there. I was going to make a pillow couch, like we did the first time we cuddled together. I had been thinking about that recently. How good it was when everything was when we were younger. I wish we were still sixteen.

I'd make the couch and watch Food Wars until Phil comes home. Just as long as he's not there. It would be really awkward if I showed up and he was there. That would totally ruin my plan.

I checked the time on my phone. It was 5:03 pm. Around this time, Phil and I would usually go out to dinner. I hope he went out tonight. We got back around 6, so I should probably get going.

I actually didn't procrastinate my packing and I got out of the hotel surprisingly fast for someone of my nature. I actually ran out of the hotel. If that doesn't say how much this means to be, I don't know what will.

I unlocked the door to our flat. It was empty, thank god. I had time to make the pillow couch. I just didn't know how much time.

~ Third Person ~

Dan paused the anime he was currently watching and got out of his pillow couch. A faint knock had him worried. He had read about people who knocked faintly coming to tell news about death. Dan knew he was just being paranoid. Dan answered the door.

"Hello. Daniel it is?" A man at the door asked.

"Yes?" He answered cautiously.

"You're Phil Lester's boyfriend. Yes?"

"Yes."

"How do I put this. So, uh, you see, Phil had a bit of an accident. Would you like to know what happened?"

"Y-yes sir."

He told the unfortunate tale of how Phil left the hotel. He'd crossed the street without looking. He didn't realize what was happening before he was struck by a car.

"Your boyfriend, Phil Lester, is no longer alive."

Dan collapsed on the floor in a fit of tears.

Dan didn't know how much time he had to make the pillow couch, but now he wished he didn't. Phil was gone. Dan never got to see him again. They never talked about Danielle. They didn't even get a chance.

Phil scarred and left Dan like a sunburn.