bear // phan - book one

chapter six

phil came back into the room. "i called chris, h-he's on his way back and then we'll go home."

i turned over to see phil sitting down on the side of the bed. smiling, i sat up.

louise smirked at me, mouthing the words, "do it," over and over again.

i looked into lions light blue eyes, and then at his lips. they were a pretty pink color.

he smiled, noticing my gaze.

i could no longer help myself, i leaned forward and connected our lips.

phil returned the kiss, wrapping his arms around my neck. i took the chance to try to pull him closer. unfortunately, we are sitting, and he didn't move at all.

so, i tickled him. he squirmed under my touch, squealing and laughing. i pulled away from the long kiss and proceeded to press kisses all over his face while he wiggled. "i've been waiting so long to do this," i whispered.

"finally." chris appeared in the doorway. he looked like he had been there for a while, getting comfortable against the door.

lion moved away from me, smiling while his cheeks turned red.

"am i interrupting something?" chris smiled.

i shook my head smiling back. "can you take us home?"

chris nodded, motioning us to join him. i had already gotten dressed and released from the hospital by the time chris had shown up, so leaving was quick.

if phil hadn't been home, he hasn't seen the lion. "what're you t-thinking about?" phil asked, locking his hand in mine.

"oh, nothing." i smirked.

we finally arrived at my house. i opened the front door, pulling phil inside.

we made our way up the stairs, and to my closed bedroom door.

"close your eyes, sweetheart." i whispered, kissing his cheek.

"w-why?" he stuttered.

"just because, it's a surprise!"

he closed his eyes, and i opened the door slightly. i made sure he kept his eyes closed.

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"and then, after i showed him the lion, we went to bed. he was gone the next morning..."

"you're sure this is all true?"

"yes, absolutely. it's been three weeks, officer. please find him."

"his name is phil lester, nineteen years old, missing three weeks ago in the middle of the night?" the officer repeated everything he had written on his notepad, "why didn't you call when all of this—"

"he also has tourettes— severe... he stutters when he's nervous, and he's scared of— of most things." i tried to think of all the qualities of my best friend that i loved from the beginning. i blinked back the tears i had covering my eyes. "i just— i thought he would be home by now, maybe he was mad at me or— i don't know, i didn't think it was this bad but he's not home and i miss him..." i felt myself ramble further about my precious boyfriend, wherever he was, i would find him...

8 months later

i've been looking for you everyday, the police even telling me you were gone for good.

telling me you're an adult now, and adults don't just settle in the place they've been for their entire life...

that's twenty years for you, my lion.