"I promise" [Phan]

leave me alone

I like the rain.
It's sad and flooded with pain
I think i'm insane
But I can't help it
Just drown me
It's not like anyone actually cares anyway.
If I stayed
would you care?
But nobody's there.
You're not there
Stop lying
Idiot.

Dan felt small tears fall from his eyes as they slammed against the notebook with exactly 137 pages as the droplets slightly smudged the blue handwriting. He didn't really mind, it happened most of the time because 98% of the time he was crying anyway. He didn't want to be sad about how Phil treated him, he wanted to just forget about him.

Thursday ; 1:30pm

"Tell him to go away" Dan shouted to his mother from his room as she sighed, opening the door and smiling politely at the punk. Returning the smile, he showed her the box of chocolates that he held in his right hand. "I know he doesn't want to see me, but.. could you give him these?" He handed them to Dans mother who slowly took them from him, smiling widely and opening the door a little wider, gesturing for him to come in.

"I-um..I really don't think he wants me here" Phil bit his lip, his tongue slightly hitting his metal lip piercing. His mother shook her head, opening it just a little wider and tilting her head towards the inside of the house. Sighing quietly, the boy dressed in all black and arms covered in tattoos entered the surprisingly cold house. He knew Dan would probably shout at him, since what he did was a pretty horrible thing. No, he should be happy to see me. I didn't do anything wrong he thought to himself, making his way to Dans room.

With his headphones on his head blasting sad music, Dan couldn't hear the footsteps coming up the stairs and entering his unlocked room. What he did notice, though, was the tap on his shoulder which made him jump and look up at the figure standing in his room. "G-go away.." Dan mumbled, looking to the floor and gulping quietly. He was shaking a little, but it wasn't visible.

"Babe, I'm sorry okay?" Phil knelt down so Dan was looking at him, wrapping his arms around the boys waist and pulling him closer. "Can you just leave me alone? W-why did my mum let you in anyway?" Dan said in the same tone, pulling away and standing up which made Phil stand up too. At this moment, their eyes locked together tightly and staring into one another's irises. "I don't really understand what I did wrong, but I'm sorry" Phil said in a comforting and calm tone, slowly walking towards the other and wrapping his arms around the still slightly shaking boy. Dan didn't pull away, instead he wrapped his own arms around his neck and hesitantly buried his face in his shoulder, crying softly.

Silence flooded the room as a Phil gently ran his fingers through Dans hair, kissing the top of his head comfortingly. He didn't want to mess up again, so he waited for Dan to say something which he knew would probably take a while since the pastel boy didn't look like he wanted to move for a while. "I'm sorry.." Dan mumbled against his shoulder, looking up at him and biting his lip gently. Shaking his head, Phil placed another kiss on the top of Dans head which sent shivers down his spine. "You don't need to say sorry. Tell you what, how about we start over? Tomorrow we could get to know each other more, yeah? It'll be fun, I promise"

A small smile forming on Dans lips, he gently nodded. After someone had hurt him, he wouldn't ever let them in again. But, Phil was different. He forgave him for some reason. He was so utterly stupid. "Yeah, okay.."