"But I'm straight." Those three words are the words that take Phil over the edge. Like his world is crashing down on him. What's up with his constant flirting and his cheeky smiles and lovey dovey eyes. Phil knows something's up, and he's determined to find out what that something is. //warning: swearing, self harm, and eventually smut//

my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)

Dan comes home from Christmas shopping to find Phil in the bathroom passed out. He doesn't know how or why this happened, but is terrified for his best friend. Dan tries to help Phil but gets annoyed with himself in the process, writing everything he hates about himself along with his deepest secret: his love for his best friend. Will Phil ever find out? WARNING: Could be triggering, attempted suicide, fluff, angst, possible sexual references ©chloemitzu

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