Novocaine (Phan)

Chapter 12

Dans POV

Song recommendation: Kiss me by Ed Sheeran ♡♡

I woke up to find Phils back pressed against mine. Our legs were tangled together underneath the sheets. His arm held me close to his chest. I lazily played with his fingers. Phil stirred next to me and turned on his back. I flipped to look at him. His blue eyes gazed into mine.

Kiss him!

My brain chanted. I smiled weakly. "Hey." He returned my smile. "Hi." He breathed. "What time is it?" I ask. He glances up at a clock. "Around two in the afternoon." I open my mouth to reply but my stomach grumbles, cutting me off.

We both giggle. Only then I realize how close Phil is to me. Our laughter fades as silence takes over. Our eyes meet and I hold his gaze. Were moving closer. I can feel his breath on my lips. "Can I kiss you?" He asked. "Yeah." I sigh.

I take one look at the blue eyes I love and begin to lean in. Just before our lips touch someone knocks on the door. I groan and pull away. Standing up I rush to look presentable. Doctor Connor enters. "Hey, I just wanted to check in on you two." Phil manages a forced laugh.

He looks at us both, the one bed that we slept in, and our angry glares. "Oh..." He realized. He reminded us of therapy sessions and quickly said goodbye. We gave eachother a look. Phil stood and walked towards me. "Where were we?" He asked. I smirk and pull him in.

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"So.... have you and Phil worked out your argument?" Doctor Connor asks with a smirk. I give him a look. He grins and holds up his hands in surrender. "I have something to admit." He sighes. "Me and the staff have been watching you and Phil's room on the monitors and...." His voice disappears into the air.

My jaw drops. "Is that legal?" I ask. He laughs and nods. "Technically we are supposed to watch patients to make sure they aren't harming anyone or anything." I grunt unhappily. "So you have watched us the past few days?" I ask. He nods, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Dan, when your with Phil do you hear the voice?" He asked. I thought.

"No..." I replied. He nodded. "Do you feel safe and at ease with Phil?" He questions further. I nod. "Dan, you might not want to admit it to yourself but I dont think you ever got over Phil." We sat silently as I processed that.

After awhile he broke the silence. "Why were you so rude to Phil." I open my mouth and the last few months spill out.

"I thought that if I was rude to him and ignored him it would make not being able to hold him hurt less. It hurt so bad not being able to touch him and love him and I couldn't bear it. When he stopped making efforts to talk to me I lost all hope in us." Connor sighed and stood slowly.

"Dan I wish I could help you with this but I work with mental illnesses not relationship counseling." I force a laugh and nod. He sends me on my way within a little bit.

I get back to my room and pull open the door. Phil is gone, probably getting dinner. I collapse on my bed I reach over to the dresser and take out my notebook. My pencil scrapes acrossed the paper leaving words to a song.

Settle down with me
Cover me up
Cuddle me in

Lie down with me
And hold me in your arms

And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet
And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now

Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love