one night (phan)

Chapter 8

By the time Dan opened his eyes he realised that he'd cried himself to sleep and it was the next morning. He was still clutching onto the pillow, imagining that it was Phil. He had to do something about this, he couldn't just not tell Phil his feelings. Dan pulled his phone out and checked the time. 10:37 am. Suddenly, a mad idea popped into Dan's head. He'd run to PJ's and tell Phil how he really feels. Dan grabbed his shoes and threw them on. He ran down the stairs and outside as fast as he could. He didn't care that it was raining, it hid his tears falling from his eyes. After about 15 minutes of madly sprinting across all the streets, he caught a glimpse of a person with a mop of jet black hair and pure blue eyes. Dan continued to run. He couldn't stop. Suddenly, he felt something and everything went black.

Phil hadn't expected to see Dan that morning, especially in that way, and it was horrible. He heard the screeching of tires and a loud bang. He turned around to see a crowd of people gasping and screaming. He swiftly walked over to see what it was, and there Dan lay. He didn't move, not even a bit, and blood was gushing from the side of his head. Tears started to roll down Phil's cheeks as he gasped, "No no no!"

As soon as he got to the front he fell to his knees and held Dan up. Dan lay limply in Phil's arms. Phil hugged him closely, never wanting to let go and not caring that he was getting blood all over his jacket. His tears fell down onto Dan's pale face, and rain pored down. Dans eyes were closed, and Phil cried even more knowing he might never see his gorgeous deep chocolate brown eyes again and sobbed into Dan's chest.

"Dan...please..." He whispered into him. It was only a matter of minutes before ambulances and police cars started to arrive, and Phil only clung on harder knowing he'd get taken away from him any moment. They kept saying stuff about him being in a critical state and he might not be able to pull through.

Phil rode in the ambulance with him, not wanting to leave his side for a single second. "Dan... I know you're going to pull through... Please pull through." He kept whispering to him. Tears were still streaming down Phil's face and we wiped them away every few seconds.

Suddenly the vehicle came to a sharp halt. Phil, however, continued to cling on, never wanting to let go.

"Dan please don't leave me..." Phil was going to say more, but his voice trailed off. As the doors opened, Dan was rushed out. Phil chased after; not letting Dan out his sight for a second.

After a few days Phil still hadn't gone home, he had hardly eaten. He wanted to be there when Dan woke up from his dangerous 'slumber'. He was still in a critical state, and nobody knew if he was going to pull through or not. It had been 5 days since it had happened and Dan's family had only visited once. Chris and PJ had tried to visit everyday, but it proved difficult when they got together in a relationship and needed 'couples time' too. For gods sake, they'd only just got together! And, to be honest, it didn't seem like they actually gave a fuck about what could happen between him and Dan, if he ever woke up.

About three weeks had now gone past, and Phil had gone home once or twice and that was only to shower and change into new clothes.

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This bit was harder to write then I thought.
Sorry if I don't update for a while bc I'm writing another phanfiction which I'm really getting into so yeah.
Ttfn😊