dans pov'
i wake up on my bed. what happened? i touch my face to feel dried tears all over my face and neck. i get up and run to phils room to see an empty room with a note on the ground.
goodbye daniel. fun being with you.
-Phil
i feel a stinging pain in my chest. i fall to the ground and stay there. i've lost him haven't I?
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phils pov' (barely moving out, still night of fight)
i storm off to my room feeling hurt mentally and physically. i hear dan walking behind me so i hurry to get in my room. once i do i lock it and just stand there feeling a bump and pain on my cheek.
i slide down the door and just silently cry. i get interrupted by dan saying something to me. i put on my headphones to put music on and get to work.
the first thing i do is tear down all the things dan has given me. besides one thing. his black hoodie. the one we met in. the one we first held hands in the one that we had our first kiss in. i could never let go of it.
i put my camera and my video supplies in one suitcase and put my wires and socks aswell.
when i'm done it's about 4 in the morning, so i take out my headphones and hear dans snores against my door. i open the door gently, being sure not to wake him and just stand there looking at his smooth skin.
i snap out of it and wonder if i should put dan on his bed. after a few minutes i decide to pick him up and put him on the bed. when i do, i go to the door and look back on last time. capturing every memory we spent in this very house.
i grab my suitcases and leave outside, where my cab is waiting.
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LMAO THIS IS SO BAD BUT IM STARTING ANOTHER STORY BECAUSE THATS MARLEY FOR YOU ANYWAYS ENJOY
xox , marley
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bruises & kisses // phan
Randomdan howell and phil lester have been dating for 5 years. they've had fights. many resulting in apologizing and watching movies together with cuddles. but not this time it didn't.
