Word Count: 4.7k (yeah this is to make up for my lack of writing okay)
A/N: Inspired by this song
You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you’ll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies
But you only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
"Hey Dan," Phil starts, and I glance over at him, smiling until I see the way that he’s wringing his hands together anxiously.
"What’s wrong?" I ask tentatively, putting my drink down next to me and hugging my knees to my chest. We’re sat on the sofa, at opposite ends but entangled in the same duvet, him with his laptop on his knees and me with my phone in one hand, the other hand left free to grab the drink from the side should I want it.