dan pov
"what are those...marks on your arm dan?" fuck.
"i-its nothing, my umm, my d-dog scratched me is all..." lies.
"shh dan, look at me," he started. i looked up, tears streaming down my face. but right in front of me was phil, his sleeves rolled up, and wrists full of old and fresh cuts.
phil smiles, "its ok".
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is our love valid? ; phan
Fanfiction*lower case and misspellings are intended* dan is alone. he always has been. he would spend day in and day out on multiple chat websites hoping one day he indeed will find a friend. that is, until a certain boy named phil lester sends a chat reques...
