Opposite Sides

Phil Lester was the light In the darkness.

dans pov:

I stood there. I was periodically checking my phone for texts from her. I hadn't seen her in a while. I was waiting for a train that would take her to me. 

I look down at my phone and realize that I had not checked iFunny in a while. Most of the memes are horrible but there are some ( Especially with Shrek ) that were worth a smirk. I got a text.

Her name was charlet. She left me a while ago when I told her about my addiction to cigarettes that I hid from her for the whole time we dated. I gave them up when we broke up and it's been hard. I have been eating way more now that I've given them up so my mouth has something to do rather than hold possession of a cigarette.

I noticed a guy staring at me from a little aways but I kind of ignored him, although he was pretty nice looking. He was talking to a girl who looked a bit like my old girlfriend. I have only ever had girlfriends...

My Mom don't know that I am bisexual, but she don't really need to as I am concerned. Charlet didn't know either. My dad left us when I was three. Just potty trained and as I stepped out of the bathroom he told me he was going to the shop. It must be a pretty interesting shop, for he has been there ever since.

The boy was looking again but I was getting an urge for a cigarette. I knew that one, I didn't have any and two, I couldn't have one.

I see a little ways away a concession stand. I went and got the first candy bar I saw. I didn't really catch what it was at all. I can't stop thinking of why she was coming. Charlet didn't like me. Why did she want to see me? Why would anyone?

The guy to my right, talking to that girl, left to get some food from the same place I got my candy bar from. You know he wasn't half bad looking. He was eating a milky way now leaning up against the wall, just as I realized I was eating the same thing...

I gather up my thoughts for a second. I do this a lot. I do have a lot of these. I often think of what happens after death but I kind of gave up on thinking anything really happens. 

Back to this guy. I wonder what his story is? Why is he here? Who is he here to see? Does he even like boys? Why in the hell would he like me...

He starts walking up to me.

I feel dizzy.

I'm shaking.

Oh no.  Not again.

All I see is darkness.

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Heyo! I started to write this story a couple days ago and don't really know what I am doing. Forgive me for any existential crisis food in the form of words

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-Caroline