STRAWBERRIES & CIGARETTES | PHAN

forty nine

dan dropped his phone. it fell to the carpet, making a dull thump when it made contact, the screen going dark.

dan felt frozen. maybe if he didn't move, not at all, all of this would go away. phil would still be his.

he picked it up anyways.

angelcakes: you're all i've ever wanted

sent. phil wasn't even opening his messages anymore.

dan was alone again. alone with his secret.