Hearing the world

Waiting waiting waiting

Phil's POV:
Three hours. Dan's been in the operating theatre for three hours. I've been sat outside in a hard, blue, plastic , uncomfortable waste of a chair waiting anxiously for the operation to end.

This hospital is horrible. I can smell the disinfectant everywhere. All I see is white. And all I can hear is either babies crying or people coughing. Now usually I would be the nice forgiving person I am portrayed to be and just ignore it all. But with my boyfriend having been put to sleep, going through an operation and me not being allowed to go and see him, I'm pretty pissed and impatient at this point. Also I will have to resort to murder if that kid glares at me one more time.

Not to mention scared as fuck. What happens if it all goes wrong? Dan would be devastated, I can't have that. I just want everything to go back to normal and everyone to be happy again.

Dan's POV:
I'm awake. I can tell I'm in the hospital bed now, the operation is presumably over. It all smells of clean in here. I can hear people coughing and a distant sound of birds coming from a window somewhere in my room. I know I'm fully wide awake, but I will not open my eyes. Not yet.

I am terrified that it didn't work. That the doctors could have fucked something up. Or fucked everything up. What if they did? Knowing me and my luck, they probably did. Fuck. Fuck. Fu-

I notice another thing just before my mind races off with a trail of thoughts I do not want to think about. My arm feels cold. Unlike the rest of my body, which is under the duvet. My arm is out and my hand is warm. Someone is holding my hand. I can fingers laced with mine. A thumb lightly stroking across my knuckles. And I have a pretty good idea who it belongs to.

I gently squeeze Phil's hand to let him know I'm awake and okay. He squeezes back and I hear his shaky intake of breath.

'Dan? Baby are you awake?'
'I'm awake.' I almost whisper.
There was a tension filled silence. A sense of waiting roaming the sad little hospital room where I lay.

After a moment Phil finally spoke up. 'Then why won't you open your eyes?'
'I'm scared.'

I hear a long sigh followed by feeling the bed dip suddenly. Then I'm being wrapped in arms. Leaning into his touch I find Phil's other hand and hold them both tight. Both needing to comfort me and Phil, i bring one of his hands, still entwined with mine, up to my lips and kiss his fingers sofly.

'What are you scared of?' He whispers in my ear. I sudden slightly now realising how close he was. Feeling the warmth of his breath run down my neck.
'What if it went wrong Phil?'

His arms tighten around me and I feel him kiss my forehead lightly before kissing me properly on the lips for a few seconds.

'Dan?'
I nod 'Yeah?'
'There's only one way to find out.'

///holy fuck it's been a while. Oops. Stab me now, please. I'm still working on a really long (ish) chapter for you guys. So, uh look forward to that?\\\

//or leave now, honestly this is terrible\\

/but thanks for reading! <3\