Learn to love me - Phanfiction

Chapter 6

Phil's POV

I couldn't sleep after the fight. Everytime I drifted off, I had a new nightmare. Maybe it's because i'm away from Dan, and I miss him. The night was compiled with 3 nightmares.

~The first dream~

This dream was the most realistic. I was in a house. I wasn't sure who's. I was walking down the hallway, trying to figure out a way to escape. I ran to the garden. Locked. I ran to the front door. Locked. The windows were glued shut as well. There was no escape. It felt like the walls were closing in on me. And the air was being sucked out of the room.

I hear knocking. I turned around to see a pair of brown eyes peering at me through the letterbox of the front door. It was Dan. He was laughing.

"Try and get out, wimp!" He laughs.

"Dan?" I ask, breathless by the claustrophobic feeling. "Dan, help."

"Gosh Phil, your so annoying. And clingy, this is the only way to finally get rid of you.

~The second dream~

This dream was the most terrifying. I was talking to Dan about something. Suddenly he starts to shout at me. Insults are thrown. He gets up and leaves, but when I try to stop him, he pushed me away. His eyes are cold, and ruthless. He is not Dan. He is a monster.

A demon with yellow and red eyes. He is laughing, as he grabs my collar of my shirt. He still looks like Dan, but more of his evil twin. He has long slender fingers, too long, too slender. As if out of a Tim Burton movie.

He holds my chin up, scratching along my cheek, blood dripping from his fingers. He does it again. But on my closed eye. It burns now, all his touches burn.

~The third dream

This dream was the most memorable. Dan and I were sitting on a bench. He smiles at me, pulling me towards a old shed that appeared out of nowhere. We climb to the top, there is a small space to stand. The view is breathtaking. I'm terrified of heights however. Dan walks up from behind me, leaving light kisses on to neck.

"Take one more step." He smiles warmly. I shake my head, taking a step back. "No Dan, it's dangerous, look how high we are." I say worriedly.

"Phil stop being a fucking scaredy cat. Look, it's fine!" He laughs, standing on the edge of the high shed roof.

"Dan! Come back!" I scream, exorting another chuckle from him.

"Why don't you make me?" He asks in a playful manner.

"Dan! Please be careful!"

"Shut up Phil! It's fine!" He peers down, but the weight is unbalanced. In a split second, his body is sent tumbling off the high roof, with nothing but the echo in the air of the laughter from him. I unwillingly peer down. His body isn't there. But what is there, is a coffin.

"DAN!!!" I scream as loud as I can, waking me from the third nightmare. I was sweating heavily. I touch my face, my eye is still bruised. My room is pitch black. My throat hurts from how much I just screamed. I probably woke the neightbours.

I hear fumbling of uneven footsteps outside my room and hide under my covers. I have tears running down my cheek. I'm a mess.

The door jets open. I don't want to look, still fearing this is another dream. All those dreams somehow happenened to me one after another. This could be another one.

"Phil!" I hear Dan's voice gasp. I was shivering under my covers, too scared to actually see his reaction,

I hear him run over to my bed, lifting my cover. I shield my eyes with my hands, sobbing pathetically. He gently pries my hand from my face. I can make out through my clouded eyes the figure of Dan. His eyes are warm, and welcoming.

I sit up rubbing my eyes from the tears. "Y-You screamed my name." He says nervously. I stare at him, still feeling myself shaking madly.

"C-Can....can I h-have a h-hug p-please?" I ask quietly.

He leans forward, wrapping his arms around me, making me feel 10 times better already. "I-I'm s-sorry." I stutter out.

"Shh, don't worry, it's not your fault. We'll sort this out in the morning, okay? Do you want to talk about your dream?" He asks softly, leading me to lay on the bed, immediantly cuddling into me afterwards.

I shake my head no whilst still buried in his bare shoulder, crying and wetting his skin. Though, he doesn't seem to mind right now.

"Okay, then. Don't worry, i'm here. Go to sleep love." He whispers soothingly. stroking my hair in comfort as I finally drift off into a peacful sleep.