Stars . {Phan}

F I V E

{Phil's pov}

"Dan?" I sit on the bed next to him. We sit in silence for a moment. "Dan, you wanted to have a chat?" I look over at Dan and he has tears rolling down his cheeks. 

"I'm sorry." He looks up at me his eyes full of pain, "I'm sorry for everything I did Phil." 

"Dan you didn't do anything wrong, I--" 

"Don't tell me it's your fault, Phil, it's not. I pushed you, you weren't ready to tell me what's going on and I pushed you and I shouldn't have but I was just so worried that you were going to do something dumb again and I couldn't handle if you got badly hurt because I wasn't there for you and.." Dan pauses to catch a breath, he sniffles as he breathes in. 

"Dan, it's okay." 

"No, no it's not o-okay, I hurt you to a point where you wouldn't leave your room because you didn't want to see me, that's b-bad Phil." 

I stand up and pull Dan's arms so he's standing too. "I'm sorry, I did this to you." 

"what?" 

"Dan, your cheeks are covered in tears, your eyes are darker than normal, you have bags under your eyes, you're skinnier Dan, and there's a damn hole in your wall, all because I locked myself away." 

I pull him into a hug and hold him there for as long as I can. We both jump back from each other as the door opens showing Louise with a pizza box. 

"Was I interrupting something?" 

"ha, no uhm, hungry Dan?" 

"You have no idea how fucking hungry I am." Dan laughs wiping the tears on his sweatshirt sleeve.

{Dan's Pov}

"Alright well boys, now that everything is sorted, I'll see you guys later?" Louise smiles and walks out to her car, leaving only me and Phil. 

"Phil? Can we finish our chat?" 

"Yeah what's up?" 

"Why did you go to the club, Phil? I just don't want anything to happen again like what if you get hurt like for real and -" Tears started to well up in my eyes. 

"I went because I wanted to get drunk. I know it's not like me, but with everything going on I couldn't handle it. This boy I like, I think I've liked him for a while, but I could never tell him." 

"well, why can't you tell him" 

"I don't think he'd know what to do, and I have no idea what his sexuality is," 

After that both me and Phil are quiet. I clean up our dinner and put away leftovers while Phil wipes down the table. 

"I'm gonna go clean up my room, I'll see you in the morning, Phil." 

"I can help you if you want? I mean I understand if you don't want me to and you want some space." 

"c'mon idiot let's go" 

"hey that's not nice" 

"race you to my room!" I yelled and took off sprinting towards my room with Phil trying to catch up with me.

a/n: really short garbage chapter, I'm so sorry. I've had bad writer's block and just had no inspiration but I swear over spring break ill post more, maybe.