DANS POV

I woke up on my bed, as per usual and looked to my right to see Phil bringing me breakfast in bed.
'Morning sleepyhead, didn't know if you'd ever wake up.' Phil chuckled.
'No I'm dead, My spirit is talking to you from the other world' I replied in a deadly serious tone, but winked.
'Oh no Dan, if you're dead then you won't be able to have any of these delicious pancakes. I'll have to eat them all mys-'
At this I shot up, snatched the plate from his hands and started eating. This caused Phil to burst into un controlable laughter 'Alive now!' I half shouted. It was muffled by the fact that my mouth was choc-full of the last of my pancakes. Phil was a really good cook.

'Dan! Guess what day it is!' Phil said, giving my arm a slight shake.
'Crap! What?!' I cried, suddenly filled with panic. I jumped out of bed and started to flail my arms around wildly in a panic
'We're going to Australia you idiot!' Phil Laughed. I panicked more.
'Waaait.' I said, full of suspicion and doubt.
Phil was snickering with the evilist grin on his face
'YOU EVIL SON-OF-A-BITCH! THATS NEXT MONTH YOU'RE SO DEAD! HOW DID I EVEN FALL FOR THAT!?' I yelled smacking him round the head with my Free! pillow.
'H-H-Haru-chan' This made me burst out laughing which weakened me enough for Phil to grab a pillow himself, thinking back to our cosplay video I replied with,
'Makado' Although the lines in the video were the other way around It still made Phil laugh enough that I could knock
him off of my bed. I fell on top of him. We were a bundle of laughter. This was the point when I realised I was blushing.
Phil was sitting right on top of me and I was helpless. Phil got up and offered me a hand, I went to take it when his face went white.
He rushed out of the room and to the bathroom. I could hear vomitting noises coming from the other side of the door I
realised my hand was bleeding, must've cut it on the skirting board. I knocked on the door and asked if he was okay Phil didn't like blood. I hope he didn't see my wrists, I yanked down the sleeves of my Attack on Titan hoodie which was put on in my panic of 'I'm late for something but I don't know what' period of time.

Phil came out white and shaky. I went over to him, put my arm round his shoulders and directed him to my bed, where we sat
down. Phil looked as though he saw a ghost, was he really getting that bad? Was it his new meds? The doctor had just started
to treat him.
'Dan' He said in a hurt and shaky voice
'Whats wrong?' I was getting scared, I was considering going to get him some water fron the kitchen. This wasn't like Phil
'Your arms...Why?' A single tear rolled down his cheek.

He had seen everything.

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