~Dan's POV~
Reading over what Phil had said. I couldn't believe my eyes. I don't know why the sudden change of things for him, was he comfortable enough? Was he even ready to take that kind of leap? Before I could even say a word to him. His lips had parted open slightly. I froze. I didn't know what I would be expecting. In that moment, I didn't know what Phil would to, if he'd be able to even speak, my mind was overwhelmed. "Phil you don't have to..."
Phil shook his head and clenched his hand tighter in mine and tried to say something again. But all that came out was a choked little noise. He started having a coughing fit and doubled over in front of me.
I reached down as fast as I could, wrapping my arms around him, "You can keep working at it..." I reassured him. But I was unsure myself, if Phil really did want this, then he would be able to do it, but if he was just doing this to please me...well...it's my fault if something doesn't work out with it.
Phil started to shake, I looked down and could see the tears falling from his eyes. My heart shattered in my chest at that sight. I could feel my chest tighten up as I quickly leaned down and kissed the corner of his mouth. Phil grabbed his phone quickly and typed as fast as he could out another note and shoved it into my face. 'I'm sorry I couldn't do it.' it read.
I shook my head and lowered Phil's hand down and carefully cupped his cheek into the palm of my hand. My thumb brushed away the tears thatt fell from his piercing eyes, "Phil, you can't apologize, it was a long shot honestly, you won't be able to talk on the first try, it's been how long since you even uttered a single thing to anyone, even yourself, it's going to take time to build your voice back up so it's usable to talk properly, I'll help you with everything okay? I promise, if you want to do this, I'll be there every single step of the way, until you get there," I pulled him up into the gentlest of kisses and looked down at him, "No more crying now okay, you're much prettier when you smile."
Thecorners of Phil's lips twitched slightly as he sat his head up a bit, he typed on his phone again and held it up to me, 'Thank you, for everything Dan,' he had typed out.
I gave him a nod, "Anything for you," I pulled him back into my chest and moved my hands over his back holding him as close as I could. I wasn't kidding, I'd really do anytihng for Phil to be happy, no matter what it would cost me. I never really understood when other people would say these things about other people, but Phil really made me understand it. I understand when people say that they'd give up everything for one person to be happy, the other person's happiness is all they need, they don't need anything or anyone else around them, but that one person, their smile, their laugh, anything, could change that person's life around in an instant. That's what Phil's done for me, he's turned my life around the moment he stepped into it. I couldn't help but fall completely in love with him.
~The Next Day~
Phil had left for back home late into the night. Now I was sitting alone in my house on my laptop googling beyond belief. I wanted to see if there was any way i could help Phil be able to speak agian, I could tell he really wanted to do this, and I'd support him until he got to that point. I read over several different articles, all saying the same thing, take it slowly, try and get them to say little things, then sentences, and keep moving up until the voice has become usable again. I was going to do this if it killed me. Well, it obviously wouldn't, I'm not giving up a lung or anything that extreme. But whatever I could do to make him happy, I would do.
I shut my laptop with a heavy sigh as I collected myself from the sofa I was laying upon and went up the stairs, I really wanted to figure out the best way to help Phil with this, it's the kind of things you do for the person you love. As I stepped into the shower in my bathroom, my mind couldn't stop racing. I just could never bring myself to shake the thoughts of Phil speaking, I really did think of it often, I can't help it however, I'm just curious. Running the shampoo out of my hair I quickly washed my other areas...yeah don't need to go into detail there you sick perverts. Stepping out carefully I dried off and got dressed.
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Speak to Me
FanfictionPhil was mute. He had been since he was 13 after he'd been bullied and picked on at his old school. It first started with he didn't talk to people at school. Then his family. Then no one ever. His mum thought it best to switch Phil to a different sc...