Dan’s pov
I woke up early morning, with my head rested on Phil’s hospital bed. I sat up stiffly and stretched, my neck clicking painfully. I looked over to Phil’s bed; He looked so beautiful while he slept. I sighed and leaned over to brush a stray piece of hair out of his eyes.
Glancing out of the window I saw a layer of snow covered the ground outside. It sparkled in the bright morning sun, as people milled around the floor below. The hospital was quiet, apart from the faint beeping sound of the heart monitor. I supposed most people would be asleep now.i sat back in my chair and Looked at the clock by the bed. It read 7:00am Wow that’s really fucking early for me! I looked over to my perfect boyfriend.
As I watched, Phil stirred awake; rubbing his eyes with his fists, like a small child. He looked around him, momentarily confused. Then he sat up, panicked. He winced as he did so. “Phil love!” I exclaim, pulling him into a hug, trying to comfort him. “Dan! Where is she? Is she ok? Oh god please tell me.” I let him go and look at him seriously “She was in intensive care, last I knew. I’m sure we’ll hear soon.” He nodded laying back down carefully. “How are you feeling? I asked. “Sore” he replied. “But it’s to be expected, considering I had a C-section.” He murmured looking up at the white ceiling. “Oh” I just didn’t know what to say, what does one say in these situations? “She was just so tiny, Dan. I didn’t get to see her properly though.” Phil Started to sob. “It’s all my fault.” He cried, putting his arms over his eyes. “No love it’s not your fault, why would you think that?” He didn’t answer. I reached over and pulled his arms away.
Just as I softly kissed his forehead, a nurse with a caring face walked into the room. “Mr Lester” she began, Phil sat up straight. “Your daughter is now in a stable condition. You could visit her now if you wish. I’ll walk you up there.” I sighed with relief at least she was stable.
“May I ask what you want to call her?” she asked kindly. Phil thought for a second before saying. “Danielle” The nurse nodded and went to get a wheel chair. “Do you like that name?” Phil looked over at me and he smiled slightly. “Oh yes Phil I do very much” I hugged him tightly. He chuckled as he hugged me back. “I love you” I whisper pecking him on the lips. “I love you too Dan” He replied, resting his head on my shoulder.
Time skip:
“I’m scared Dan” he breathed as I helped him get dressed in the pjs I had bought him, they were green with lots of little cats on the trouser bottoms. “I know you are sweet heart. I am too.” He looked at me, his eyes shining with tears again. “Don’t worry, I’m sure it will all be ok in the end.” Phil nodded
“Here we are my dears” The nurse, who I now knew was called Ysabelle (apparently the name was Spanish) Called walking up to the door with the wheelchair. “Do you want to push, Dan?” She asked brightly, I nodded as I helped Phil walk over to her.
