Phil's P.O.V.

1 month later

Dan and I have been together for three weeks now. After the incident in the bathroom, we definitely got closer, and he wasn't a dick at school anymore. He also defends me anytime someone tries to make a comment on my sexuality or his. No one fully understands how in the ever loving fuck Phil Lester and Dan Howell of all people got together, but we did and most people seem to accept that. I did find my mum, a week ago, although I haven't spoken to her. I also met my little brother, Martin, and was thoroughly surprised when I realized it was the boy from the woods.

The situation I was in really changed, didn't it? I'm happy now, I don't get beat up as often, I have Dan and Dan has me, and everything's okay. I don't know if I'll ever speak to my mother, I don't know if I could ever forgive her for what she did.

But my Dad is behind bars. I have a home. There's only a few bruises left. My cut are starting to scab and heal, although they are leaving scars.

I do still cut, sometimes. So does Dan. But we have each other, so we're going to be okay, I think.

Dan and I got accepted into Manchester University, and we're going to go together. Alice is going to Yale, and I couldn't be happier for her. The year is starting to go into a close, and we're starting to have to pack up for University soon.

Mr. and Mrs. Howell are really nice. I met them the day after the incident in the bathroom, while Dan, Alice and I were on our way to school. They looked just like Dan, with warm chocolate brown eyes, and they both had brown hair. When Dan and I told them and Alice we were dating a week later, they were very accepting while Alice just kind of laughed about how 'she knew it was going to happen eventually.'

Alice is still my best friend, other than Dan. She met a nice boy who had just transferred to our school. She always talks about him. PJ, I think his name was? She's really happy, which makes me happy.

So, yeah, my life started out pretty shit. Well, no, that's an understatement. My life was a swirling shitstorm of depression.

My situation changed a lot over those weeks in the hospital and at school, and god am I happy it did. I've never been so happy. I have Dan, Alice, Mr. and Mrs. Howell, and now I can contact Martin without having to see my mum, which I love. He doesn't even remember leaving the house, probably because he was very, very young, but now he is 14, while looking like 12 or 13 which is what I had previously thought. My 18th birthday is in two weeks, except now I won't be running like I had previously planned. I would just be….

Happy.

A/N:

HI! OKAY THAT'S THE END OF THINGS CHANGE PEOPLE DON'T AND GUYS!
I really did love this series, and it was a nice outlet for me, which is why this ended a lot happier than what I had previously planned….

In my original ending, Phil's dad escaped prison a few years later (not just a month) after Phil's mum had taken custody of him, ripping him from where he really belonged. Phil's dad ended up murdering Dan, as a way to shove a shitload of pain into Phil's world. His school life never got better, and he continued to get beaten at his mum's house, where she blamed Phil for Martin's death, because she had drunkenly beaten Martin to death and never gotten caught, blaming it on him falling off a steep cliff. Phil and Alice where never friends, as Phil got taken out of her house, and Phil eventually killed himself from the pain of life.

Okay, that was wha the ending was SUPPOSED to be, but then things in my life really changed for the better, and I haven't been this happy in years, and I don't know what it was, but I'm just really happy now.

I want to clear some stuff up. I DO NOT have a eating disorder. I am fine, I promise. I have undiagnosed PTSD (read authors note) and, yes, I have Depression. I have clinical depression, and it's a serious matter, but I am really, really happy right now.

Also, I'M GOING TO THE CLEARWATER SHOW FOR DAN AND PHIL'S TOUR! I'M SO EXCITED! I really hope everyone in the U.S. that wanted a ticket for a ticket, because honestly, it was bout Thursday when I started feeling so happy, and that was the day before I got my ticket and it contributed A LOT to my happiness scale. Like, out of 10, I'm an 8 right now, when usually I'm about a 4 or 5, and the occasional 2 or 3.

Dan and Phil helped me out a lot. When my dad told me he and my mum were getting divorced, I was crying A FUCKING LOT and drinking a shitload of tea (idfc it tasted good) and the first thing I did was go to and watch Dan and Phil, and they made me laugh and smile until I was crying tears of happiness, not sadness. They helped me forget for a while. When I found out my mum had cheated on my dad (twice!) while they were together, I watched Dan and Phil because the pain was just so much and I didn't feel like I could handle anything. When I started eating less because we couldn''t afford meals (We can now, don't worry , and I was still eating just not as much) I watched Dan and Phil because although the pain was coming in triples at this point, it was numbing and I was losing all emotions but just feeling empty, sad or angry. I couldn't cry, I was never hungry, I started having Panic Attacks. My life was just shit, but I marched right through it, because Dan and Phil were right there by my side, the whole time. Yes, I had other people. I had my cousin, Ethan, and my friend (ex-friend) James. The Summer of 2015 was not a good one, but I marched through it while proudly holding the hands of my dads, and I have never been more happy.

If you read all of this, I love you and please, stay strong. If you need to talk, PM me and I will gladly talk.

Thank you for reading this with me,

Stay strong, cloudlings.

I love you.