Phil was satisfied, as Dan had made a promise that he would never hurt himself again.

Dan, however, was not happy. He had broken the promise as soon as he had made it, and had no way of telling Phil this.

He knew that if he did, it would break his heart. And if he didnt, he could never rely on someone as there was noone else.

Noone. That word Dan was so familiar with. Being alone. Abandoned. Misunderstood. These were all words that were all too fresh in his mind.

Breaking Phil's heart would be the worst thing he would ever do, and he knew this.

Somehow, he had to keep this a secret. Harder than it sounds, he knew that.

He knew alot. Too much in fact. But somehow, he did not know enough.

Not telling Phil would prolong this. This agony. And increase the heart break.

Dan decided to tell Phil that night.

When Phil got in from work, he cheerily greeted Dan and made his way to their room to change.

When he walked in to the lounge, he noticed Dan curled up on the sofa. This was normal, though he could instantly tell something was not quite

right.

He walked slowly over to the same sofa, lowering himself down and gazing into Dan's dark brown eyes. Dan seemed shifty, like he had done

something wrong.

Phil asked quietly "Dan. Dan, what is it?". Dan just shook his head. Phil sat there for a few minutes and then repeated the question.

Dan did the same as before. Repeating this thrice, Phil changed his tactic. He brought Dan closer and held him against his chest.

He could feel Dan beginning to shake, and this troubled him.

"Dan.." Phi said with a serious tone, knowing this would be hard to get Dan to say anything.

After holding Dan for another few minutes, Phil said, still using the same serious tone "Dan. Dan, you're not pregnant are you?!"

Dan laughed sadly, and just continued to look pained. "I cant tell you... I just really cant."

Phil looked back into Dan's eyes and whispered "Tell me. Please."

Dan crumbled and began to sob. He clawed at his hair, his face, his neck. Phil held him tighter, pinning his arms by his sides and holding him still.

"I.." Dan cried out. "I broke.." Phil looked even more concerned, and held Dan at arms length to see him properly. "I broke my promise" Dan

crumbled once more, shaking and crying out in his arms.

Phil sat there, loosening the hold on Dan. His eyes were glazed, and were looking into the distance.

He could not get to grips with what had just been said. And maybe, he never will. Not fully. Not ever.