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dans pov~

I walked into my flat and looked around for a bag that I can pack my clothes in. Then I suddenly remember, I just ate something; I can't digest it. "I'll be real quick," I think to myself and run to the bathroom. I lift the toilet seat and slowly place my two fingers down my throat, once I felt the mucus latching on the back of my throat, I vomit. I bring my head closer to the bowl of the toilet and remove my almost digested lunch from my body.

Time flew by, I would put my fingers in my mouth, throw up, and repeat. Before I knew it I heard footsteps coming down the hallway, but I didn't care; I didn't want to gain this weight.

"D-Dan what are you doing?" I hear Phil's voice as he chokes on his words. I freeze over the toilet bowl with my face covered red. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and look up at Phil.

"I-I'm sorry," I mumble as tears begin to fill my eyes. I stand and run into Phil's comforting arms.

phils pov~

Dan sobbed into my chest unceasingly, his hands clutching at my jacket. I held him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked my chest. A tiny lapse let him pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears, before he collapsed again, his howls of misery worsening. The pain must have come in waves, minutes of sobbing broken apart by short pauses for recovering breaths, before hurling him back into my outstretched arms. I rub his back and whisper into his ear.

"It's okay, get your clothes and we can go, okay?" Dan nods, he looks back up at me and gives a smile, I can tell it's genuine. Just from the thought of Dan's real smile.. I smile back and let go of him.

dans pov~

I quickly hurry to my room and find the duffle bag hidden in the back in my closet, behind all of my old clothes that I don't find interest in anymore. I didn't even look at the clothes I got, I'm just so eager to escape this hell hole people call 'home'. I attempt to pack at least 10 outfits, and take some money out of my mum's nightstand. I quickly packed everything, then looked in the mirror to make sure I look okay. I adjusted my hair, and wiped the dust off my shirt. I got the duffle bag and my keys then ran out the door towards Phil's car. He was on his phone so I called his name and he unlocked the car door. I got into the car, and smiled at Phil. He grinned back, and put my duffle bag in the back.

"Uh, the hotel is about 15 minutes from here, but are you hungry?" Phil asks as he puts on his seatbelt (safety is important.)

"No, I'm not, but thanks," I look down at my feet and play with my fingers. I try my best not to show how much I am freaking out.

a/n-

ahh I'm sorry it took me so long to update, I'm horrible I know

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- northernlesterr