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IN CELLABRATION OF THE BEAUTIFUL GERARD WAY TURNING 39 (with a silent 3) I PRESENT TO YOU CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
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I'm shocked, at first, but I quickly relax into Dan's lips and start to kiss him back.
As soon as I deepen the kiss, though, things start to go downhill.
Dan suddenly pulls away and looks down at his hands, shaking his head. He's muttering something to himself but I can't quite understand what he's saying.
"Hey... Did I-" I begin, but I'm interrupted by Dan standing up and turning away from me.
"I'm so sorry, Phil," he whispers, running up the stairs and locking himself in my bathroom.
I sigh and contemplate following him... He probably just needs some time alone, right?
I look at the clock on the wall and see that it's nearly lunch time. Guess I'll make us something, then... I've never actually seen Dan eat anything so I have absolutely no clue what he likes.
Pasta! Everyone likes pasta, right?
I walk over to the cupboard and grab some spaghetti, along with a pot of pasta sauce.
I get out everything else I need and put the pasta into a saucepan of boiling water.
Once the food is ready, I put it onto two different plates, with cutlery, and put them on the table.
I realise that Dan still hasn't come downstairs yet so I walk up and knock on the door of my bathroom.
"Hey, um, Dan?" I call, "You okay? Look, I'm really sorry if I took it too far a-".
I hear a rushed voice from the other side of the door, interrupting me, "N-no, it's fine Phil. It's my fault I overreacted a bit and I just - " I hear something metal clang onto the floor and Dan cursing, shortly after.
"Dan?" I call, a little worried.
"U-um, I'll be out in a minute... Meet you downstairs!"
I'm still quite concerned, but I walk down the stairs anyway.
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About ten minutes later, Dan finally comes into the kitchen and sits on the chair opposite me.
"I... made pasta?" I say, "It got a bit, uh, cold so I heated if up for you, again".
"T-thank you," he mumbles, picking up his fork and turning it around in the spaghetti.
"So, a-about earlier..." I start. But, I can't seem to bring myself to talk about the kiss, so instead I say something else. "I'm really sorry you had to go through all that with your mum and dad and everything, you really don't deserve to be treated like that".
"I-It's okay, really, I'm used to it,"he replies, almost as if it's nothing.
"But you shouldn't be used to it!" I exclaim, his head shooting up, in surprise, "S-sorry".
I look at his plate and realise that he's still twisting the same string of pasta around his fork, he hasn't eaten any of it at all.
He clearly notices my staring and coughs a little, "I'm... uh... Not hungry...".
"But you haven't eaten anything today?" I reply, confused.
"I had a coffee only four hours ago..." he says, "I guess - um - maybe, like, all of this talk about... m-my parents, has made me... lose my appetite?"
"Oh... Okay then," I say, not really believing him.
"Do you want to, maybe, watch some more of that anime you liked?" I suggest, clearing away our plates.
Dan looks at me, nervously, "S-sure."
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I'M REALLY REALLY NOT HAPPY WITH THIS CHAPTER AT ALL LIKE I REALLY HATE HOW ITS WRITTEN I'M SORRY
i'll probably re-write it at some point dw
there's a phanfic i'm writing right now, called saviour, and it's one of those "one sentence chapter" fics.
some of you cheeky people ( *cough* phanasfluck *cough* laine_chan ) already saw it when I accidentally published a chapter but I just want to know what you think I should do:
1. publish the entire thing at once (probably tonight or tomorrow night or something)
2. publish five chapters every day
okay thanks for reading; bye! x
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