Mice
Author’s Note: I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire) or Phil (amazingphil) and none of this happened (as far as I’m concerned) and major fluff.
3rd Person
"Phiiiillll? Have you caught the mice yet?" Dan called walking into his boyfriend's room. Phil was sprawled out on his bed with a container on his lap. The container had little holes poked on top and two mice were sitting in it.
"Yeah!" answered Phil, "Aren't they so cute?" Phil asked sweetly. He open the lid and reached into the box and started to pet one of the mice.
"Phil, don't touch them! They could have rabies or something!" Dan said taking a seat on the bed next to
Phan: The Sad Truth (Chapter 8) by miaroxbrown, literature
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Phan: The Sad Truth (Chapter 8)
Chapter 8
Author’s Note: Long time no see, or rather read, or I mean post....Okay... Sorry if this is a little rushed and short. I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire), Phil (amazingphil), PJ (kickthepj), or Chris (crabstickz) and none of this happened.
Dan’s P.O.V.
Once everything in the hospital was worked out I was free to go. I thanked them and made way outside the building. I saw Chris and PJ buying something from the vending machine, so I waited until they were busying arguing over who got to push the button and ran out. I stepped out of the hospital and sighed. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and started walking. I didn&rsqu
Unwell
Author's Note: Okay I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire), Chris (crabstickz), Phil (amazingphil), or PJ (kickthepj). None of this happened and I also don't own the song this is based off or the band. But that would be Unwell by matchbox 20. Listen to it while you read this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=StFfXP4eAgU
Phil's P.O.V.
"Why can't I just leave already?" I asked staring up at the ceiling.
It is mandatory that you attend these sessions.” Doctor Marshall said calmly.
I exhaled deeply and turned over on the couch so I was facing the wall. I didn't understand why I was here. I was being held at this mental institution and I h
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 7) by miaroxbrown, literature
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PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 7)
Chapter 7
Author's Note: I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire) and Phil (amazinghil) nor Chris (crabstickz) and PJ (kickthepj).
Dan's P.O.V.
I woke up on a rather uncomfortable bed. I used my hands to push myself up so I was sitting straight. As I pushed myself up the blanket fell off the side of my body and I realized I wasn't wearing my clothes.
"Hello Mr. Howell how are you feeling?" I heard a female say and I looked up to see a nurse walking in. She was wearing the usual nurse get up and had blonde hair up in a bun.
“Yeah fine. My head sorta hurts.” she looked up from her clipboard to show piercing blue eyes. Eyes that remind
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 6) by miaroxbrown, literature
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PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 6)
Chapter 6
Author's Note: I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire) and Phil (amazinghil) nor Chris (crabstickz) and PJ (kickthepj). That’s right. Bringing kickthestickz in this sheeeet.
Dan's P.O.V.
I fell to my knees and let out another cry before burying my head in my hands. I sat like that for a while and when I finally pulled together enough courage to look at the kids- they were gone. “Great.” I thought out loud, “Now they think I'm a freak.” I stood up and wiped my knees from the pebbles that had stuck to my pants. I fixed my hair a little out of habit and heard a loud beeping noise. I turned in the direction it
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 5) by miaroxbrown, literature
Literature
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 5)
Chapter 5
Author's Note: I don't own Dan (danisnotonfire) and Phil (amazingphil) and none of this happened.
Dan's P.O.V.
I watched how Phil’s chest rose up and down- Slowly. Abnormally slow. Like it wasn’t human, which, if you think about it, isn’t really. Phil wasn’t breathing. It was the machines. The machines were keeping Phil alive, but only barely. “It’s okay everything will be fine. It’s going to be all right. Phil will wake up. He always does!” I turned around and saw Mrs. Lester still crying, but not as frantically as before and was now rushing out words of comfort like it would bring
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 4) by miaroxbrown, literature
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PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 4)
Chapter 4
Author’s Note: I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire) and Phil (amazingphil) and this did not happen.
Dan's P.O.V.
I didn't know what to do. I just stood across the apartment staring at Phil. I knew every second I didn't do something the closer to death Phil got. Thinking back at it maybe if I had actually done something things would be different...
Eventually, I got my nerves in control, and ran to Phil. I picked up the mangled body and ran back out the door. I ran to the elevator and hit the down button. I soon became impatient and decided to try the stairs. I had never actually used the stairs before, so I couldn't tell wheth
Mice
Author’s Note: I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire) or Phil (amazingphil) and none of this happened (as far as I’m concerned) and major fluff.
3rd Person
"Phiiiillll? Have you caught the mice yet?" Dan called walking into his boyfriend's room. Phil was sprawled out on his bed with a container on his lap. The container had little holes poked on top and two mice were sitting in it.
"Yeah!" answered Phil, "Aren't they so cute?" Phil asked sweetly. He open the lid and reached into the box and started to pet one of the mice.
"Phil, don't touch them! They could have rabies or something!" Dan said taking a seat on the bed next to
Phan: The Sad Truth (Chapter 8) by miaroxbrown, literature
Literature
Phan: The Sad Truth (Chapter 8)
Chapter 8
Author’s Note: Long time no see, or rather read, or I mean post....Okay... Sorry if this is a little rushed and short. I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire), Phil (amazingphil), PJ (kickthepj), or Chris (crabstickz) and none of this happened.
Dan’s P.O.V.
Once everything in the hospital was worked out I was free to go. I thanked them and made way outside the building. I saw Chris and PJ buying something from the vending machine, so I waited until they were busying arguing over who got to push the button and ran out. I stepped out of the hospital and sighed. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and started walking. I didn&rsqu
Unwell
Author's Note: Okay I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire), Chris (crabstickz), Phil (amazingphil), or PJ (kickthepj). None of this happened and I also don't own the song this is based off or the band. But that would be Unwell by matchbox 20. Listen to it while you read this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=StFfXP4eAgU
Phil's P.O.V.
"Why can't I just leave already?" I asked staring up at the ceiling.
It is mandatory that you attend these sessions.” Doctor Marshall said calmly.
I exhaled deeply and turned over on the couch so I was facing the wall. I didn't understand why I was here. I was being held at this mental institution and I h
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 7) by miaroxbrown, literature
Literature
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 7)
Chapter 7
Author's Note: I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire) and Phil (amazinghil) nor Chris (crabstickz) and PJ (kickthepj).
Dan's P.O.V.
I woke up on a rather uncomfortable bed. I used my hands to push myself up so I was sitting straight. As I pushed myself up the blanket fell off the side of my body and I realized I wasn't wearing my clothes.
"Hello Mr. Howell how are you feeling?" I heard a female say and I looked up to see a nurse walking in. She was wearing the usual nurse get up and had blonde hair up in a bun.
“Yeah fine. My head sorta hurts.” she looked up from her clipboard to show piercing blue eyes. Eyes that remind
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 6) by miaroxbrown, literature
Literature
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 6)
Chapter 6
Author's Note: I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire) and Phil (amazinghil) nor Chris (crabstickz) and PJ (kickthepj). That’s right. Bringing kickthestickz in this sheeeet.
Dan's P.O.V.
I fell to my knees and let out another cry before burying my head in my hands. I sat like that for a while and when I finally pulled together enough courage to look at the kids- they were gone. “Great.” I thought out loud, “Now they think I'm a freak.” I stood up and wiped my knees from the pebbles that had stuck to my pants. I fixed my hair a little out of habit and heard a loud beeping noise. I turned in the direction it
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 5) by miaroxbrown, literature
Literature
PhanFiction: The Sad Truth (Chapter 5)
Chapter 5
Author's Note: I don't own Dan (danisnotonfire) and Phil (amazingphil) and none of this happened.
Dan's P.O.V.
I watched how Phil’s chest rose up and down- Slowly. Abnormally slow. Like it wasn’t human, which, if you think about it, isn’t really. Phil wasn’t breathing. It was the machines. The machines were keeping Phil alive, but only barely. “It’s okay everything will be fine. It’s going to be all right. Phil will wake up. He always does!” I turned around and saw Mrs. Lester still crying, but not as frantically as before and was now rushing out words of comfort like it would bring
PhanFiction: Hate Me Today (One-Shot) by miaroxbrown, literature
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PhanFiction: Hate Me Today (One-Shot)
Hate Me
Authors Note:I do not own Dan (danisnotonfire) or Phil (amazingphil) and this did not happen. I also don't own the song or band this is based off of, Hate Me by Blue October. Listen to it while you read this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xogOqnMQdy8 Oh and suicide and alcohol addictions. Yeah.
Phil's P.O.V.
It's been three months since I left. Three months. Though I was the one who left, I miss you more than ever. I'm sorry and I know you don't understand why I did what I did, and you may never, but I did have a reason. You probably hate me, and you should. I deserve to be hated. Especially by you.
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Stronger [Epilogue] (5/5) by thedayyoufindoutwhy, literature
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Stronger [Epilogue] (5/5)
Phil and I don’t speak much about the attack. Every once in awhile, he’ll ask a curious off-handed question, but I don’t really mind. I can see how worried he is about me. Sometimes, when it’s late and we’re sitting in front of some marathon or another, I’ll notice him watching me instead of the screen. Whenever I catch him, he’ll lean forward to brush his lips carefully against mine before turning away. In those moments it’s not necessary for him to communicate with words. I understand Phil perfectly. Every little unnecessary touch, every kiss, every extra second of sustained eye contact
I wake up before Dan, like I usually do, caught in that beautiful limbo between dream and reality where it’s impossible to distinguish between the two. The feel of thick fabric instead of bare skin destroys the illusion. Normally, at this point, I’d roll out of bed and grab something to eat, but today, I can’t. Dan looks so—so fragile with his face buried in my chest, letting me hold him like he so rarely allows. He likes to be the strong one; the unbreakable one.
He mumbles something and wriggles his body tighter against my side, letting out a faint sigh. I run my fingers through the hair at his temple, just a wh
“Dan?” I call out, as I re-enter the apartment.
“In here,” he shouts from the kitchen. I walk in on him struggling to pull his shirt over his head without reopening his wound.
“You could have waited for me,” I tell him, walking over to help tug the collar of his filthy shirt over his head. There are some minor scrapes along his back, not deep enough to bleed, but enough to make me worry. “Are you alright, Dan?” I ask him. I didn’t realize how stupid the question sounded until the words were out of my mouth. I gently trail my finger tips over his back, getting a little thrill at the
Phil’s P.O.V
At the sound of the front door clicking open, I shut my laptop and stretch, waiting for Dan to come upstairs with the groceries.
“Took you long enough!” I call down jokingly. There’s the soft pad of feet up the carpeted stairs before he walks into the living room. I freeze. My eyes lock on the blood trailing down his neck and pooling at the collar of his shirt.
“Do you know if we have a first aid kit?” he asks me, holding his bare hand to the back of his head. After getting over the shock of so much red against his tan skinned and the palpable scent of iron in the air, I notice the bruis
You're staring at him again, as is pretty much everyone else in the car park. Maybe not as flat-out obvious as you, but they're staring. Sneaking peaks as they're 'looking for their friends'. But you don't care. It's not like they're not used to what you're doing. It is Dan Howell after all. Dan Howell with his quiffed hair and his leather jacket and his too-tight pebble washed black jeans, leaning against his old 1967 Mustang. Always leaning against that car. Like it's some sort of safety blanket for the college car parks. Not like he'd need anything protecting him.
He arrived in town a few months back, and you haven't been able to stop sta
Are you coming back? Phan by CheeseCherry, literature
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Are you coming back? Phan
Dan started to act weird, more distant lately. Soon he started to not speak, then he skipped dinner. Skipped breakfast, refused to talk to me despite as much as I pleaded him too. He sent a simple twitter message ages ago, how he was taking a break, but he hasn't talked about that with me.
It has been one month since Dan left. He didn't say anything to me, he just simply left. It broke my heart since we have been dating for over four years, and he just leaves like that.
I tried calling him, I called him 10 times before he changed his number, and that alone sent me into a spiral of sobs, he didn't want me no more.
At first I was angry, I wa
Time Bomb - Phan Oneshot by MyBloodstainedShoes, literature
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Time Bomb - Phan Oneshot
Time Bomb - Phan
Pairing - Amazing and danisnotonfire
Rated - I don't really care what age you are, as long as you don't complain about this story.
Writer - MyBloodstainedShoes
Based Off - Time Bomb (All Time Low)
REEAAD THIS FIRST.
The reason the officials are after Dan and Phil is because Dan stole alien material to save Phil.
Enjoy le story..
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Phil started feel his legs give out as him and Dan ran down the hallway. He clenched Dan's loose cardigan to his burning chest, following Dan's lead.
"Dan! I can't go on any longer, I'm in no shape for this.." Phil huffed, stopping for air, clenching his burning chest.
"Phil, you have
Phan - What Could've Been by I-Am-Stumped, literature
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Phan - What Could've Been
All night lying in bed,
I'm not asleep but I'm dreaming.
Those days locked in my head.
I can't close my eyes without seeing.
Phil twisted restlessly in his bed. To his right, his 'girlfriend', Lizzie, was sleeping peacefully, her blonde hair spread out around her head like a halo. He turned onto his side so his back was facing Lizzie and tried to drift off to sleep, but he knew it was pointless. Every time he closed his eyes, he was back in the past.
The past.
It was something that'd been frequenting his thoughts lately. He thought back on a lot of things he'd done. He regretted most of them. But what was so interesting to Phil was how viv
I’m sorry
Sorry for all this
You trusted me
Yet here we are
Broken apart
It’s my fault
It always is
You said you loved me
I said I loved you too
I was lying
I only wanted to make you happy
Really I did
You were my best friend
You meant the world to me
So I lied
It was okay at first
Just cuddling with you
The odd kiss here and there
But it got harder
Harder to cover up my lies
You started to notice
You asked me
You asked me what was wrong
I said it was nothing
Nothing to worry about
Another lie of course
It was eating me alive
I couldn’t go on like this
I would try to fake a smile as you told me how much you loved me
But
Run away with me? -Phan- Part 4 by kittyxuchiha11, literature
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Run away with me? -Phan- Part 4
“You should have slept for a while. You’re gonna be way too tired for the rest of our journey now"
Dan blinked a few times, his tired mind taking several seconds to process what I had said. When he finally wrapped his head around the words I had just spoken he shook his head, rubbing his eyes while trying to stifle a yawn.
“I’ll be fine" he mumbled, closing his eyes for a moment before forcing them open again.
I squeezed his hand, rubbing my thumb over the back of his hand and showing him a little smile.
“We’re nearly here. See, we’re slowing down just now”
Dan nodded, leaning against me mo