Llamacorn5000

I stand here sobbing, my best friend laid in my arms, dying. One second; the amount of time that could decide life or death for Philip Michael Lester, a 27 year old man who meant the world to me and happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I stare into his deep blue eyes, I had never noticed how stunning his eyes were... Until now, in probably my last few moments with this glorious boy. "Dan Howell...I....I... Love you" Phil manages to cough out. I'm speechless, all this time I could of expressed my feelings for Phil but i'd always assumed Phil would think i'm a freak, a monstrosity. "Phil...I..." Beeeeep. Silence strikes across