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

ten

"i didn't imagine you with dyed hair"

"in what way did you imagine me?"

"let's not go there shall we"

"so i guess you have had a boyfriend before? or someone that would keep you company?"

"i have had many, you know i am a fuckboy"

"dan!"

"phil"

"if i sat next to you i'd kiss you"

"i love you"

"i love you too"

"bye phil"

"goodbye"

"phil i can explain"

"i don't know dan, i know chris too well and he isn't the guy who lies"

"so you trust him but not me?"

"phi-"

"why are you even here, dan?"

"i.."

"dan, are you okay?"

"yeah i'm fine"

"ignore him" "don't punch him"

"fuck off, chris"

"why don't you go back to manchester to that boyfriend of yours?"

that boyfriend of yours.

those four words kept echoing in dan's head as he slowly woke up. his head was pounding, it felt like he was  going to explode. he had never experienced as much pain as this. he's had migraines before, but this was by far the worst one.

he tried sitting up, but  as soon as he did he felt really dizzy.

"fuck" he mumbled and shut his eyes. he wouldn't be able to get out of bed, so he couldn't take any painkillers.

instead of focusing on the pain, he started thinking about phil, again. his ocean blue eyes and ebony black hair was all he could see. oh, and his smile, his laugh, his voice. he started thinking about all the little memories they sha... wait, memories?

dan sat up quickly, ignoring the pain and dizzines in his head, he remembered!

he couldn't quite belive it. he tested himself by trying to think of each special moment, then all the bad ones. 

he really did remember.

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i've rewritten this chapter way too many times oops but i'm not gonna remake it again (i know it's pretty bad but whatever it's something)

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