Phan One Shots

This cant be real

Summary: Phil finds out Dan killed himself on their 5 year anniversary.

Warnings: Self harm, Suicide attempts, Suicide, I swear there's a happy ending

Words: 632

ANGST

Phil's POV

Numb. Everything felt..numb. It didn't feel real. It couldn't be real. It wasn't possible. Dan was happy..right? He didn't seem depressed. He didn't seem suicidal.

Flashback

My phone rings as I'm watching kill la kill and I pick it up, not bothering to see who's calling.

"Hello?" I asked distracted.

"Hello, is this Philip Lester?" A woman I asked.

"Um..yes? Why?" I asked confused. Must be a fan.

"This is Derry Maine hospital. We found your boyfriend Daniel Howell in a forest. He's been stabbed twenty two time and there's a gun shot in his head. Sir I'm sorry..He didn't make it.." The woman said sadly. My heart stopped. No. That's impossible.

"Who..Who killed him..?" I asked slowly with hot tears pouring down my face.

"We think it's a Suicide. There was a note and the knife and gun are only covered in his finger prints." The woman said.

Present Time

"Dearly Beloved, we gather here today.." I wasn't listening. I was just thinking. Thinking about how I could've stopped it. It was all my fault. I caused this. How could I have not known? I'm so stupid. The funeral ended quickly and I rushed out. I didn't want to see his body. I couldn't.

I slammed the door to my-no..Our flat shut and broke down sobbing. Everything hurt. It felt like Bamboo was growing all out through my body, hell I'd prefer that. I get up and go to the counter and grab a knife.

I get some pen and paper writing my own note.

To whoever sees this

Who cares that I'm dead. I'm with Dan. I'm happy. I'm with the love of my life and well..what more could I ask for.

-Phil

That's all I needed to say. Nobody would really care if I was gone. I walked to our bed room and sat down, placing the note write next to me. I put the sharp edge right against my heart. I think for a second.

Is this really worth it? Phil you can't do this. It's not worth it. I sigh and pull the knife away.

Or I tried.

Before I could put it down a force plunged it into my heart. That's wasn't me. I didn't do that. I looked around and quickly saw a man, wearing gloves and had the two corners of lips sowed upwards, creating a creepy smile. He slowly started walking to me before laughing manically and running.

He took the knife and started stabbing me over and over again. Then he took a gun and right when he was about to pull the trigger I noticed something..This wasn't any man.

This was Dan.

BANG

"Phil! Phil are you okay!? Wake up!" I heard and felt myself being shook. I jolted upwards and looked around. Dan was alive, I was alive. I burst into tears and hugged him so tight. "Did you have a bad dream lion?" He asked calmly. I nodded my head while sobbing into his shirt. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked gently. I shook my head. "It's okay lion, whatever you dreamed wasn't true, now go back to sleep. Happy Five year anniversary baby." He said and smiled and peacefully went to sleep in his arms.

Okay I'm not gonna lie I got a bit creeped out and panicked writing that last part of that nightmare.

Also I originally planned on it not being a dream but I was like "nah you guys wouldn't want that." So I made it dream. Would you have preferred if I didn't?