Phan Goes Wrong

Chapter 23

  After a long long time, we finally were Dan and Phil again. We made a lot of videos, specially me trying to keep up for all that time that I was out.
We went outside a lot, watch movies, animes well everything that we didn't had the chance to do while we weren't together.

Phil's mum was sorry for what happened and accepted me back as Phil friend. I started talking to PJ again. Everything was normal like before.

One night I went out to Caspar's house to do a video. Phil was alone at home, but he said it was fine.
While I was making the video I got a text.

I didn't got an answer but I didn't asked him again.

After I was done with Caspar I started walking back home. On my way I passed by Starbucks to grab something for me and Phil, and while I was walking with the drinks in my hand my phone started to rang.
With all difficulty in the world I managed to get my phone out of my pocket and answered. It was Phil.

• I'm sorry Dan •

What do you mean?

But he already ended the call. I picked up my pace to the apartment. When I got there I went up stairs to leave the drinks at the lounge and started calling for Phil.

Phil? Phil! Where are you?

I looked everywhere in the house except for the bathroom. I ran to it and saw him there bleeding trough his wrists with a blade in his hands.

Phil! What the fuck?!

• I'm sorry... I couldn't help it •

I got down in the floor with him and placed a towel to his wrists.

Why did you do this mate?

• I saw yours... I figured that it was my fault and I just thought I deserve the same •

Phil no.. You don't deserve the same. You deserve better than this. I was the one to blame in all of this. But leaving everything behind, Phil... We are together again now, just like the old days! We promised to forget, so please.. Stop it.

He just looked directly into my eyes without saying a thing.
I felt my heart beating faster and stronger as I started feeling nervous. He kept looking at me, like if he was trying to read my mind. I looked down at my hands and then up to his eyes that weren't looking at mine anymore, but at my lips. Unconsciously I licked my lips trying to hide how nervous I was and he started to lean in. By impulse I started to do the same, and just when our lips were about to touch, I spoke.

Phil... I don't want it to happen again.

He got close to my face as he held it between his hands.

• I'm not going to leave you. Not this time.•

And he closed the gap between us with a delicate kiss.