Phil's POV
There I was again, staring down at a singular letter that I had plucked out of a huge pile of fan mail. There were certain ones I was trying to save for a fan mail opening, and then there were ones that that I probably wouldn't end up getting on video. Then there was this letter.
The letter had been part of another package, larger in size to the letter, which held various items and fan memorabilia of certain animes and games. The letter was different to the normal fan mail that was sent in - it was a letter that was linking to various sites, such as YouTube and Twitter.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I had begun to investigate the links. The YouTube link led me to a channel named "Danisnotonfire" which was starting to gain popularity and fame, with collaborations and a solid fan base. His channel had got my attention - especially with his trailer.
After a few videos, I checked up on the other link; which took me to Twitter. The account was run by 'Dan Howell' who had decided to pose on his picture. Scrolling through the feed, I saw a tweet from an AMA that he had done, which said:
"@Danisnotonfire
The one person who got me into YouTube was a person who I've watched for ages, probably his early days on YouTube - which was when I was still shy. AmazingPhil got me into YouTube, so go give him some love by subscribing."
A blush formed on my cheeks. I had helped this guy create a YouTube Channel, and he had gone and taken on this bout of confidence that I had supplied. I smiled and looked back down at the letter, and at the bottom - the words stood out bold and proud:
"Thank you."
A few months later, we started to skype each other and began to collaborate. We played various games together, such as making a Sims family together and naming our child Dil. We vlogged together, gamed together and travelled everywhere together. We challenged each other to dancing games, those stupid, yet hilarious challenges and pranked each other.
We gained fame, some negative, some positive, but we were happy making our videos; happy being in each others' company. Streams constantly erupted with "PHAN" in the chat, yet we paid no attention to them.
They didn't need to know about it yet.
The memories seemingly remained in my head before fluttering away like birds as I opened my eyes slightly, groaning in pain as endless waves of torment racked over my body, and a bright light shone down on me. I squinted and tried to look around. Where was I? Where was Dan? The only people near me were dressed in lime green coats and kept on prodding me, who I presumed were paramedics.
I could see worry plastered on the faces of the people around me, and there was excited chatter erupting from all sides. I only managed to catch a few words. "Have to.... His heart rate... Losing stat!"
Sentences broke up one after the other, creating a jumbled mess in my mind as I slipped in and out of consciousness. Why am I here? The last thing I remembered was -
The love of your life cursing and screeching at you, the voice whispered harshly inside my head.
It all came back in fragments; Dan swearing and cursing that I had been cheating on him; that I didn't love him; that I wasn't loyal to him. The words he screamed stung, partially due to the fact that he was too clouded by his own anger to realise that he was in the wrong. I couldn't say anything to him; I just stood there, letting him yell and screech obscenities at me. What could I have done? I did all that I could - I left the room. I took to the road, and then -
"Sir, you've been in a car crash and have sustained multiple wounds - please remain still and calm," a voice rang out, causing me to strain my head and attempt to find the source of the voice. Small, gentle hands pushed down on my shoulders to stop me from moving - but it wasn't working that well.
I needed to know where Dan was, he probably still thought that I'd cheated on him, even though he knew that I would never do such a thing. The argument replayed in my head like the stinging from a slap; continuously haunting me, mocking me.
"Tell me the truth. HAVE YOU CHEATED ON ME?!" Dan's voice replayed in my head, anger and venom laced in his words, voice twisting into unspeakable anger. It hurt that he actually thought I would cheat on him, hurt that he didn't believe me. He usually waited for me to return home, for me to wrap my arms around his chest and whisper reassurances to him.
If I wasn't there, what could have happened to him? I tried to raise myself once more, yet was held down by several hands.
"Sir! You need to stay still!" A new voice commanded, deeper in tone. "You are seriously injured, please remain still!" The voice pleaded, hoping to get some sense through to me. None of them were telling me about Dan; about my Llama.
"Where... Where is Dan?" I croaked, taken back about how I could barely recognise my own voice. It hurt a lot to talk - let alone take a deep breath. The people around me didn't answer me and feigned ignorance. "Where... Is ...Dan!?" I half yelled, tears beginning to form in my eyes as everyone continued to ignore and work around me.
The talking had sent white hot waves of pain rolling over and throughout my body, causing me to cough harshly and bring up a fluid that I could only presume was blood from my throat. Everything hurt, physically and mentally.
"His BPM is skyrocketing! Give him 5 cc's of Propofol stat!" Another voice commanded sternly as I watched a man injected a needle into my arm, which was connected to a pouch full of transparent liquid. I winced as the cold metal rod entered my arm, but I tried to keep still. Everything hurt, and as my surroundings began to fade to black, Dan's face appeared; twisted with anger and hatred.
"I KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE!"
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Ninety Nine Days - Phan (Boyxboy)
FanfictionAfter having an argument with his boyfriend, Phil leaves and is involved in a serious accident, which nearly costs him his life. Dan realises how lost he is without Phil and can only hope he's okay. But is it too late? Can ninety nine days of just s...
