I'm such a slut for this song ughhh! TW: mentions of abuse. Alsoo???? Smut??? ;)
Phil
Phil was a mess.
He didnt want to see his mum. He didnt want to see Dan. He didnt want to go to practice, he didnt answer his phone when everyone called him. He just...didnt want to be alive.
It's been two days. Two days and it's so much worse than what it's usually like, his mum used to just get mad and she would take it out on him. But now it seems like everything he does resorts in him getting hurt.
And it's not like hes not feeling anything. He feels. It's just not how he usually feels. Usually hes a pretty happy person- he's happy with life and is living it to the fullest.
But right now he's just in this cesspool of darkness and he cant seem to find a way out.
And as much as he wants help...he cant see himself asking someone for it. He hopes that one day someone will get sick and tired of him not being around and will just tell him to get his ass out of bed.
But he also doesnt see that happening.
He glanced at his phone, that had been turned off for the days he decided not to be at school. He'll have to turn it back on eventually. But he really doesnt want to.
"I need to get up, I reeaaalllyyyyy need to get up," he groaned rubbing his eyes and sitting up straight. He stood up slowly and stretched before walking into his bathroom and showering.
I should go see Dan, he deserves an explanation, was the first actual thought in his head.
He really didnt feel like it, but he knew Dan was probably worried sick about him. Its decided.
He'll go see Dan after he eats.
He steps out of the shower, dries off and quickly gets dressed in gym shorts and a huge tye dyed tee shirt. He hoped that the extra fabric would draw attention away from the bruises covering his body.
He trudged into the kitchen and checked every cabinet for something to eat, when he was greeted with an empty picture he groaned.
Of course she didnt shop, that's his chore.
"So I guess thats not gonna happen today," he rolled his eyes and grabbed the keys on the counter and walked outside, not telling him mother where he was going or grabbing his phone. It's not like she'd be happy either way, in the end the same thing will happen to him anyways.
He drove to Dan's house and felt uncomfortable when there was another car in the driveway. He knew it was probably Dan's mom, since she came and went as she pleased. He prepped himself to meet her, as he walked up to the front door and knocked.
After a few minutes of silence he opened the door- figuring Dan was asleep- and was greeted with loud moans.
The sounds turned Phil on and the thought of Dan masturbating turned him on even more (fucking kill me lmao I'm so bad at this. I'm literally blushing I'm not made to write this shit.) He bit his lip and made his way closer to Dan's room.
"FuuuCk! Oh my God, dont stOp," he heard Dan scream and he stopped in his place.
....maybe Dan was just getting...really into it?
He slowly climbed up the steps and stopped at Dan's closed door.
"You're such a fucking slut throwing yourself at me. God you're such a little whore," he heard a different deep voice moan.
"GOD YES! I'm SuCH a slut for you, gOD fUck,"
Phil could barely contain himself. He didnt know how to feel, on one hand he left Dan..but why would he go out and fuck someone else? Especially while he was still dating him?
Impulsively he threw open the door and stared at the sight ahead of him.
"Fuck! Phil?! What the hell are you doing here?!" Dan shouted as he pulled himself away from what Phil saw, which so far was just a naked...sweaty back. (Someone please fucking end me)
"What the fuck do you mean, why am I here?! I came to give you an explanation but how I think you owe me one!" Phil shouted, causing Dan to flinch.
"What do you mean? Phil, we're broke up! Why do you care who I fuck?"
Phil stopped and stared at Dan, who was struggling to cover his body. Because the man was trying to cover himself as well, with his back still faced to Phil.
"What the fuck do you mean we're broke up?" Phil asked, a little quieter than before.
"I texted you. I called you. I left so many voicemails, Phil. I'm sorry, we just...cant anymore."
Phil's mind is raked with different thoughts, the first being "I should've saw this coming" and the next being "now who do I have?"
He nodded and stepped backwards, "o-oh. Okay..I'll...s-see you...whenever then."
Dan nodded and the unrecognized man laughed.
"What's so funny ass wipe?!" Phil sneered towards the man.
"Well," the man said before turning, "turns out. He likes being called slut. Jokes on you."
When he turned Phil was met with Chris's gaze and his fists clenched at his sides.
Of course Dan left him for this fucker.
"Fuck off, Kendall," he said through clenched teeth, then turns to Dan, "I hope you get a fucking STD you...you...idiot."
He walked away to the sound of Chris laughing.
He shouldnt have gotten out of bed today. None of this shit happens when you're under your blankets pretending to be cuddled by David Casteñeda. At least he has something to look forward to when he goes home today..because this damn sure wasnt worth what was going to happen.
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That's. Our. Dan.
Anyways so yeah....I asked 3 people if this should happen and 2 said no but one said yes and I kind of wanted it to happen soo here it is.
Do I know where this is going? No.
Should I? Probably.
Am I going to rewatch Umbrella Academy again because I'm waiting for season 2? Definitely.
If anyone wants to fangirl with me, please feel free to hmu. Or if you want to yell at me because you hate how the story is going, feel free.
Honestly I'm just hella bored and I wanna talk to someone soooo yeah :)
Have a good day/night
Stay safe sweets 🖤
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Prom Queen | phan au |
Fanfic♡COMPLETED♡ Daniel Howell has wanted nothing more than to be prom queen, his whole life. When he bumps into Phil Lester while printing off his posters, he realizes that now there are two things he wants in life. The crown to be Prom Queen, and Phil...
