One shot *Phan*

Dan and Phil were tired. Tired of waking up and living in hell, Having to carry a a gun everywhere. Tired of everything. 

They found an old, Beaten house, They walk in, Find a room and lock themselves in. Only one thought going through both of their minds, Together forever. 

They lean up against a wall and slide down to the floor, Tears streaming down their faces. Dan rests his head on Phil's shoulder and Phil lays his head on top of Dan's. Phil closes his eyes and kisses the top of Dan's head gently. Making Dan cry harder. 

"Hey look..A radio.." Phil says, 

Dan looks over to a shelf aross the room and there lays a small radio, He stands up, Walks over to the shelf and picks up the radio. He flips the switch and it comes to life, At first there was static but then they reconize the song. 'Sleep' by My Chemical Romance, 

"Perfect." Dan said wiping his tears away with his sleeve, Going over to his boyfriend and extending his hand out for him to grab, Which he did, Dan helped Phil up and wrapped his arms around his waist, Phil wrapped his arms around Dan's neck and laid his head on Dan's shoulder. His tears soaking Dan's shirt, But he doesn't care. 

"Phil..You mean the world to me. I love you so much."

"Dan, I love you to. You mean so much to me." Phil sobbed into Dans shirt and Dan held him tighter. 

Dan lifted his head and made Phil do the same. He leans in, Their lips collide and they stay like that for a minute. 

"When this song ends..We'll do it?" Dan said, Feeling sick,

"Yea." Phil tried to give Dan and small smile but couldn't,

"Phil..If we do this.. Promise we'll be together forever?" 

"Forever and ever." Replied Phil pushing a few strands of hair out of Dans face and looks into his eyes, His beautiful brown eyes are filled with tears and his lip is quivering. Phil tries his hardest to crack a small smile. The song ended, They both start sobbing, 

"Hey, Remember, Together, Forever. How are you..gonna..do it..?"

"A bullet."

"Same." Phil replies, They look over across the room, Seeing their weapons. They both pick up a gun, And hold them to their temples, 

"On the count of three?" Dan said, 

"One."

"Two."

"Three" They both say, They pull the triggers at the same time, The last thing they both see is one another tear stained faces, Then darkness.