Dan and Phil Phanfiction

Bad News

Phil's POV

I knew she was hiding something. But what? She was about to tell us. It was about his dad! I kept thinking.
"He had a heart attack..." She spoke softly, barely audible. I watched as Dan broke down in front of me. His face held a shocked expression. But the surprised look soon was replaced with misery. Dans eyes reddened and tears fled from them. Hear collapsed to the floor, sobbing hard. "Dan..." I started.
I walked over to him on the floor. He hiccuped slightly as I pulled him into a warm, comforting hug. I could feel the soft beating of his heart. It was beating quicker than ever. He turned his gaze up at me and looked as if he was a ghost. Dans face was pale and tear streaked.
My hands moved on their own. They wiped away his tears and held his face firmly. I stared into those chocolate brown eyes that once held happiness. I could see the pain in them. I knew that the optimistic Youtuber I knew was somewhere in there. "He's going to be okay." I whispered, searching for the old Dan, my Dan. He shook beneath me. He scared me.
I caressed the side of his face with my hand and he leaned into my touch. I kissed his cheek. Then his forehead. Then his nose. I kissed every inch of him, hoping I could make the pain go away. Just like a little kid. But it didn't work. Not that I expected it to.
His eyes glazed over, as if in a trance. Soon they were leaking again. I held Dan in my arms. "What if he doesn't? What if he dies?" Dan mumbled.
"It will be ok!" I said, under my breath. "It has to be..."