＊Phan One Shotters＊

Sleepwalker

Sleepwalker

Phan

Angst

Notes: Based on the song Sleepwalker by Adam Lambert (I might have cried writing this one so yeah, it's sad. Also, I recommend you listen to this song while or before you read this story. It's an amazing song and Adam Lambert has a great voice.)

Dan woke up in a cold sweat. Nightmares again, as always.

He wiped his fringe out of his eyes and off his forehead sighing.

He slowly got up, throwing the duvet aside.

He walked out into the hall and smiled slightly as he walked toward a familiar picture hanging in the empty hallway.

He stopped at the framed picture, stroking the wood lightly.

In the photograph sat himself and a boy, a very important boy.

The boy was smiling, his arms wrapped around Dan, his tongue poking out of his mouth.

Dan felt a tear roll down his cheek, coming to an end at his mouth.

The salty sea didn't stop flowing from his leaking eyes and into his mouth.

A weak smile broke its way through the sadness as sweet memories floated through his head.

"Dan! Let go!" Phil giggled as Dan picked him up, swirling him around in circles.

"No!" Dan laughed as he put Phil down and smiled brightly at him.

Phil's arms wrapped around his neck and his tongue poked out in a smile.

Quickly Dan pulled out his camera, wanting to capture the memory.

Snap.

The camera flashed across Dans eyes as reality set back in.

Dan fell to his knees and screamed, yet nothing escaped his scratchy throat.

He longed for Phil.

Phil.

Only Phil.

The rain pounded down on the windows outside in beat with Dans heart.

Thump thump thump.

Numbness had overtaken his body the last time Phil had hugged him.

Now he had no feelings.

None.

He just wondered around, unaware to anything.

If a twig snapped, he didn't here it.

If someone dragged a blade down his arm, he didn't feel it.

If someone called him, screamed for him, he wouldn't even notice.

He walked around his his eyes and ears open, but shut at the same time.

I am a sleepwalker.