fifty-three

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dan's pov
phils mum called me.
she told me phil's sick, really sick.
i walk into the ugly hospital room that we've spent way too much time in, and see phil.
he looks so pale. his eyes seem dimer. he looks so tired.
"hey." i say, plopping down next to him. he doesn't answer, he is probably on a lot of medication.
"what happened to us?" i say, he looks at me "less than a year ago we were just two guys that met at a stupid party that i didn't even want to go to." i let out a small humorless laugh.
"are you glad you did?" phil says quietly, he sounds so tired.
"yes, of course. i love you more than anything." i grab his hand, he phil smiles.

a/n: sorry this is getting so sad holy shit

truth or dare // phan auWhere stories live. Discover now