Phan Oneshots

I can hear your thoughts

Will it?

Yes, one day we will meet and I will kick everyone in the balls that every hurt you and. They don't matter.

I wish mum would let me meet you Phil, you're the best therapist ever.

I know I know, since i'm four years older than you, I know everything your going through.

Ughhh yeah...mum said I can meet you when i'm eighteen which is far too long to meet the guy who stops me from always having nervous breakdowns and panic attacks.

Don't worry, it'll be amazing when we meet. I will sweep you off your feet and we can live in the clouds away from the mud you probably fell in since my face hurts!

Yeah oops, I can feel your homo, it's beautiful.

I know I am Dan, I know.

Dan got out of the mud and let out a small laugh at how cute Phil could be. However, he forgot where he was because everybody gave him a weird look because they thought he would be devistated.

But he wasn't. His soul - mate Phil had cheered him up and he pushed past the loads of shocked faces with a large grin on his face as if to say 'fuck you' to each and every one of them that were laughing because he didn't give a shit anymore

Despite being older, Phil wasn't always helping Dan. Sometimes, it was the other way round.

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Phil : 19

Dan : 15

I can't. I can't take it anymore Dan I NEED TO HAVE A RELEASE DAN!

Phil thought, making Dan's eyes water.

Dan was sat at home as it was Saturday, on his laptop when these powerful thoughts started. He knew Phil suffered from depression and it would hurt hin hearing what he was going through but he always helped.

He had to tell his parents too because they had noticed the painless scars covering his arm that Phil had too and they suspected him of cutting.

PHIL! Take deep breaths otherwise you're gonna have a panic attack, okay lion. Run to your duvet and hide under it. Hide away from the monsters.

I-I'm in bed now. But I can't hide, they are in my head t-too Dan!

Well so am I, and I care about you so I can push them out, your mind is big enough for one of us, and thats me!

Phil let out a small quiet chuckle before sniffing and hiding his head beneath his duvet, squeezing his eyes shut.

D-Dan, the monsters. They are saying the same things over and over again. Stuff like how ugly I am, how everybody loves to make fun of me, how you actually hate me, how I would be better of dead...

Phil NO.

Phil. You are not better off dead. You are a spec of the Earth may not be remembered by every other spec, but you will be remembered by the ones you have met. And if you leave, you leave behind all sorts of people, people you didn't even know cared about you.

Phil you will leave behind a family. Friends. Not real life neccesarily, but internet friends. And if you didn't have any, then me. You'll leave behind me. And those monsters are tricking you. It's like you're standing in front of a mirror. You don't like what you see? That's because the monsters change the image of your appearance, just like how they are doing it with your emotions.

Phil my little lion you are not ugly, trust me. You can only be ugly unless you are things like homophobic, racist, sexist. Stuff like that. I bet you that the 'Most ugly person' in the Guiness book of world records isn't. There are people who torture, they are ugly.