'cause most of us are bitter over someone'
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thud.
phil gasped.
he turned around.
"dan!"
the scene replayed itself, but this time he could see that dan's breathing was more shallow than before.
dan coughed. phil covered his mouth.
he felt something sticky and wet.
blood.
dan was coughing up blood.
and not just only liquid blood, but chunks. chunks of blood came out of dan's mouth, and at the corner of dan's lips came out blood, trickling down to his chin.
phil used his shirt to wipe it away, and he realised that his hands shook as he does so.
phil was scared.
scared that he would lose dan forever.
he knew that he shouldn't be touching dan when he's in a state like this, but he carried dan bridal-style.
he felt his vision blur.
he was crying.
carrying dan, he ran. he didn't care whether his lungs burned, or whether his legs were turning numb. he didn't care whether he was physically unfit to run, or that he couldn't see at all due to his tears.
the only one he cared about was dan and dan only.
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Youth (phan)
قصص الهواة'and if you're still breathing you're the lucky ones cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs' - based on the song youth by daughter
