Chapter 14

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Song- Little Things~ One Direction
Phil's POV
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Your hand fits in mine
Like its made just for me

I grab your hand, and electricity runs though me. As clique as it sounds, I feel sparks. Some might even say the sensation is equivalent to a few doses of Morphine. The tips of your fingers are as cold as fresh winter snow, but your warm hands fit in mine like two joining puzzle pieces. I lead you to my street, lights flickering as the sky turns a murky gray with patches of deep purple. I hold you up with my arms and we make our way forward.

But bear this in mind
It was meant to be

We finally reach my house as the last ray of light disappears behind the horizon. Your facial expressions are hiding the pain with a smile, while your eyes cry " Im hurting". My parents aren't home as usual so I let myself in. I lay you onto the couch and run to get you some pain killers. Although before I can leave you get a firm grasp on my wrist, pleading with puppy dog eyes telling my not to leave you. The pain and trembling of your body is like a knife being driven and twisted into my side.

And I'm joining up the dots
With the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me

You let go of my wrist, leaving a small red ring where your fingers once gripped.

"Can you... Um I mean only if you want... could you... L-lay w-w-with me?".

I blush deep crimson at the request, but I gladly take he opportunity to feel your skin against mine. I pull a warm fleece blanket over our bodies. I can feel you shaking, and I try to ease you as my arms absentmindedly find there way to your waist. I can feel our body heat radiating through the whole house.

I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile
You've never loved
Your stomach or your thighs
The dimples in your back
At the bottom of your spine
But I love them endlessly

I'm drawing circles on your back, soothing you by whispering words of strength into your ears and bringing warmth to your once shaky body. I wish you knew how much I love you. It's tiresome waiting for you to pick up on all of my little hints.

I wont let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh it's you
They add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

"I'm weak Phil. Why can't I do anything right? Why don't they like me?" You tremble, tears threatening to spill.

I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape
You never want to know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me

"That's because they're jerks. They love to see the pain of others. Please don't let it get to you Danny." I say, brushing his fringe from his eyes.

"I wish I could be as strong as you."

"I'm not strong. There is no such thing as a strong person. Everyone is weak, some people just don't like to show it."

" Will you leave me Philly?" Dan yawns, getting quite exhausted.

"Of course not Dan. You are my best friend. I would never leave you."

And because I love you.

You'll never love yourself
Half as much as I love you
You'll never treat yourself right darling
But I want you to
If I let you know
I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you
Oh....

I wipe your salty warm tears and your body relaxes into mine, nuzzling your face into my neck. As time passes, your eye lids get droopy, drifting in and out of consciousness. Finally you give up, allowing your brain to be swallowed by darkness, letting yourself to be carried off by dreams.

I've just let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you
Oh it's you
It's you
They add up to
And I'm in love with you
And all these little things

I wipe your now curly fringe from your eyes, allowing myself to take in your beauty. I pull the warm blanket to our chins, and I watch as you breath steadily.

Breathing seems like a simple thing, but it's an enchanting motion that only some can see the beauty of. I move my head down, pecking your soft tan skin.

"Goodnight my love."

Then, I close my eyes and I am taken by sleep. I sleep with warmth. I sleep with love. I sleep with my arms around your waist.

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