A slim chance

Phil - part 4 ▫

Hi there.

Im in the place

I met him. I like him

I cant let myself get close though

Im glad you're here

Youre the only one who listens.

My mums cold hand clawed at my wrist as she dragged me down the white hallways, following Dr Ligouri.

We arrived at a familiar pair of double doors and a sudden wave of de ja vu swept over me as I stood on my toes to peer through the tiny window at the top of the door.

The boy was there again, crying, holding the pretty book. I set myself down quickly though as his head snapped up and his melting brown eyes met mine. They had no sparkle but they were amazing nevertheless

'Philip?'

I looked up in confusion to see Dr Ligouri peering at me worriedly

'I said, this is Daniel your...um' he coughed awkwardly 'room mate' if you will'

Silently, the double doors swung open and a lanky figure, supposedly called Daniel, appeared. He was about my height, maybe and inch or two taller with chestnut hair and soul melting brown eyes. His figure was just as perfect as I remembered, muse top floating around his almost none exsistant stomach

'Just Dan' he murmured quietly, his voice slightly higher than I expected.

He kept his gaze to the floor which dissapointed me slightly. I liked Dan's eyes.

'Just Phil' I replied in the same formal manner.

Bringing his eyes to my face, Dan stuck out a bony hand and I shook it lightly, scared of snapping his wrist straight in half.

I turned myself back to my mum and the doctor and suddenly felt very nervous

'Well, cya soon Mum' I exclaimed with a slightly wobbling voice.

'Bye Philip' Mum replied harshly. She turned sharply on her heel and walked away, no hugs or kisses.

I felt terms welling up in my eyes but brushed them away feebly

'Philip, Daniel, i'll leave you to it.' Dr ligouri also left, leaving Dan and I alone in the hallway.

'I'll help you' dan declared, breaking the silence and reaching for one of my bags.

I looked worriedly at his wrists and touched his hand lightly.

'Its fine you don't have to'

My words had no affect and the boy began to pick up the heavy  bag. My eyes widened in horror as Dan's veins and bones stuck out of his wrists as he struggled with my luggage. 'I can manage'

'No please, I dont-'

'Phil, I said I can manage!' Dan snapped, his harsh tone stinging more than it should have done

This time the tears were much bigger and I didn't even bother to wipe them away, I just let them wash down my cheeks.

Daniel threw my bag onto a bed I assumed was mine and turned around to face me

'Hey do yo- wait, are you crying?'

I felt my cheeks burn and I mentally slapped myself for being such a FTA baby

'N-no, I mean I'm just... Um yeah'

He stretched out his arms unexpectedly and I entered them. The hug was suprsingly comfy, despite the fact that Dan is all skin and bones. It was probably my fat cushioning the awkward position.

I slid out of the comforting arms and rubbed my neck.

Way to go Phil, make it even more awkward.

'Are you hungry?' Dan asked randomly, jerking His head towards a stale looking sandwich.

Oh god. I tried to calculate how many calories the whole sandwich contained. I couldn't

I laughed dryly

'Yes, always' came my simple reply and a few more tears rolled down my cheeks.

I knew he recognized the expression on my face and he didn't say anything. I couldn't eat, no matter how hungry I was

He didnt pressure mw though, he simply dug out a crispy white tissue from his bag and began to mop up my face

'Me too' whispered the broken boy in front of me.

Once my face was Clean the situation grew tense again and Dan grabbed some pyjamas from his bag and walked into the bathroom, locking the door. I took this as an opportunity to get changed.

Unfortunately, Dan was some kind of speed dresser and he walked into the room just as I was pulling off my shirt.

His eyes lingered on my stomach for a few seconds before he looked away and mumbled a quick sorry.

'Its cool' I managed to reply through ragged breaths.

'Youre just so thin' Dan said and I my eyes practically bulged out of my head.

I laughed again and slid under the covers of my bed.

'Night Dan' I said into the night air

'Night Phil' he replied in a sleepy tone.

His voice sent shivers down my back.

I liked this boy.

I'm scared diary.

He'll soon see what a freak I am and he'll run off.

I should probably get some sleep because I know Dan's pretending to be asleep and I don't want to keep him up.

I still like you best diary.

-p x

Babesss
Are you excited??!! Phan hug omf
But you're not even ready for tomorrow ahahah
- Izzy x