Novocaine (Phan)

Chapter 13

Dans POV

*this has been my favorite chapter to write.

Trigger warning (mentions of death and extreme angst)

Song recommendation: Little Lion Man by: Mumford and Sons

"Who is Phil?" My brain seemed to short out. "Your Phil." I choked on tears of joy as tears of pain took their place. "Im sorry, I can't remember anything." He stuttered. I grabbed his hand and held it like I could mend his broken pieces.

"Phil, please." A doctor strolled in. "Good morning!" She smiled. "How are you feeling Phillip?" He frowned and said. "My head hurts and I cant remember anything." He seemed to be tearing up a bit as he tried to search his brain for any information.

The doctor passed by me and whispered. "Im sorry, we told you this would be a possibility. Talk to him, tell him stories, try to jumpstart his memory."

For the rest of the day Phil and I sat in the white hospital room talking about his memories. I told him what I knew and he would say if he could remember it. Every once and awhile a nurse would come in and tweak something on his IV or bring him a snack but other than that we were left alone.

Doctor Connor showed up right when visiting hours ended. He pulled me into the hallway and in a hushed voice he declared. "If we cant find a place to stay everyone will be sent home." I told him to try to find a place and he practically yelled he would.

I rejoined Phil and his memory-less brain. His blank blue eyes looked at me as if he didnt even know me. "Dan?" He asked quietly. I shuffled over to his bed side. "Stay?" He whispered. I nodded slowly and climbed into the small white bed. His face snuggled into my chest and I fell asleep.

"Dan I remember!" Phil exclaimed excitedly. I ran over and wrapped ny arms around him tight. We swayed back and forth as we hugged. He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine. I tilted my head and within a few seconds out lips would he touching! And-

A sharp pain pierced through my side. I felt cold tile underneath my body and I wrenched my sleepy eyes open. I looked around me to find I had fallen off the bed and onto the floor. I groaned and pushed myself up.

Phil looked down at me from the bed and grinned. He began to giggle, his tounge poked out from his lips. I smiled back at him and stood up. His laughter faded and we were left staring at eachother.

I didnt move as Phil moved towards me. He scooched as close as his IV would let him. I ended up being the one who closed the distance. I felt Phils lips graze mine for half a second then he pulled away.

"Dan I dont know." He stammered timidly. I nodded but my eyes watered in disagreement. I dismissed myself and I sat outside his room. My fists balled and clutched my face in defeat. Tears fell down my cheeks and small sobs escaled my lips.

A heard footsteps approaching and I wiped my eyes. I looked up to find a doctor walking into the room behind me. "What are you doing?" I asked. He gave me a why do you care look and replied. "Were going to do some x-rays to make sure there isnt any internal bleeding." And with that he walked into Phil's room.

I put my head back into my hands.

He's gonna die

The voices whispered. I willed them to go away. I tried to think of the happy memories of me and Phil but nothing was coming. My thoughts were interrupted by my mom's voice.

"Dan!" I hugged my mom tightly and sobbed into her shoulder. "Mom, he could die." She held me close and let me cry. "Im sure he'll be fine." She murmured.