Phil pov
I woke to the sound of my alarm screaming and at me to get up for school. I felt a blush creep up my face as I remembered my dreams. I met with him again, I can almost feel his hands lingering on my hips as he held me by the lake and the way he stared into my eyes felt as though he could just melt all of my problems away I felt safe in his arms. and his voice was like butter I hung onto every last word as if we're keeping me alive he felt familiar. He felt right. I wish he was real.
I shut my mind up and got ready to go to my new school
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the boy in his dream
FanfictionEvery night he has the same dream until everything changed. TW: self harm and anxiety
