EYES [a Phanfic]

return.

I feel a tap on my shoulder.

I wake up, Phil sticking his face up to mine.

"You ok, Dan?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be..." I lie,

"You fell asleep in the taxi and started crying in your sleep..." he states.

Dammit.

"I did?"

"Yeah, you where whimpering and stuff, I got really worried... Are you sure your doing alright?"

"no.." Dammit.

Phil shifts next to me, sitting on my bed where I'm laying.

I shouldn't have said that, now he knows something is up.

"Dan, c'mon , tell me what's happening... You know you can tell me anything" he smiles, bright as sunshine.

I sigh, I don't know what to tell him. If I tell him about my dreams, he'll probably send me to a mental hospital.

"I've been having bad dreams" DAMMIT DAN, STOP TELLING HIM EVERYTHING!

"Oh, Dan, they couldn't possibly be t-"

"Phil, you don't understand! They feel real"

"..."

"T-they--- are real..."

"Dan, I'm sure it's ok... you're probably just going through some anxiety right now..."

I can feel my throat starting to tighten up.

"P-phil--" my vision is starting to blur- I'm crying.

I feel his hand slowly touch my back, rubbing in circles.

"P-phil, I'm so scared, the d-dreams the eyes... they hurt... P-phil... they're your eyes" I shouldn't have said that "they make me feel terrible.. they burn me. I-i didn't want to tell you because-- I didn't want you to think that you hurt me..."

I feel his hand stop and start to shake.

I just go for it and hug him.

After what feels like forever, he hugs back.

I'm so tired.

Maybe I should just--

Sleep...