Daniel Howell is a 18 year old with no friends. He gets abused by his dad. He deals with this the only way he knows, cutting.
Phil Lester is also 18. He has a pretty good life, with parents that love him. He starts to play video games and what's to make a career out of it.
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~Flashback~
It was cold. I could feel his presence. As he slowly crept up to the closet I was in, my breath started to get faster and I could feel the lack of oxygen.
"I know your here Daniel, come out." My father said as he stepped closer and closer.
"If you come out I wouldn't hurt you as much as I do." He says.
I come out and see that he has a bat and there's blood on it, but who's?
He swings the bat at me and hits me in the face. It hurts and as he does this I can see my little sister dead on the floor, my heart dropped, I couldn't save her, but I can save myself, for her.
I get up and swing at him.
~End of Flashback~
I sit up in my bed breathing heavy, I'll never forget that day.
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It was a cold wither night.
I look in to his dark blue eyes and know that I love him.
"Dan." Phil says.
"Phil, I need to tell you something." I respond, not knowing how he's going to react to this.
"Yes Dan?" He asks me.
It's now or never.
"Dan, I love you..." I say
"Dan...
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There you have it, my first Phan fanfic, hope you liked what you read and want to read more, if so I'll see you in the first chapter byiiii!
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❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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