Last Kiss (phanfic)

Chapter 6

"And IIIIIIEEEIII will always love youuuuuuUUU"

-I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston
(sung by Dan Howell in "bloopers from phil is not on fire 6")

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Honestly, Dan was simply happy that he could stay with Phil for as long as he wanted to without being yelled at by nurses to take care of himself. He went home to change and immediately went back to the hospital into Phil's room at about six o'clock. He was watching TV from his bed, his mum sitting in a chair at his side, rubbing his hand and looking down at him lovingly.

Dan felt sick knowing that if it hadn't been for him, Phil would have never gotten so hurt. If only he had stayed in with Phil like he had wanted to. It didn't seem so bad then, but now he was looking at Mrs. Lester who had barely just lost her ex-husband--whom she obviously still loved--and then, because of him, she had almost lost her son as well.

He considered going back home, packing his bags, and leaving. But he couldn't do that to Phil. It was because of him that this happened and he wanted to make it right. So, taking in a deep breath, he walked into the hospital room and put on a sheepish smile.

Mrs. Lester looked up and gave him a big smile. She stood up and ran over, pulling him into a tight hug--that slightly hurt his stomach but he didn't really mind. Dan hesitated before wrapping his arms back around her. "Oh my god! Are you alright? I came just this afternoon but you weren't here and I was so worried!"

"I-I'm fine." he stuttered. Phil was grinning in the background.

"I'm so glad." she patted his cheeks, still smiling. "When we get Phil home, I'll cook us a big meal and bake some cookies, how does that sound? Oh, and did you here that that awful boy who beat you two up was put in jail?"

Dan felt slightly overwhelmed, he had expected Mrs. Lester to scream at him and forbid him to ever see Phil again. "O-Oh... Yeah, th-that's great."

"Dan, what happened? Why aren't you in a wheel chair?" Phil asked, looking concerned.

"My, uh... Parents weren't paying for me anymore so the hospital couldn't continue taking care of me."

"Oh, silly, I would have paid for you!" Mrs. Lester looked at him disapprovingly.

"No, it's really fine. That's way too much money for you to be paying, besides, they said that I was healing okay. I'll be alright." Dan then walked over to Phil and sat down in a chair, kissing his cheek gently. He felt as if one wrong move might shatter Phil into a million pieces. "How are you doing, Phil?"

"I'm fine." he replied, smiling slightly.

Dan shook his head slightly, he knew Phil wasn't fine. He knew that his head was probably throbbing and it was all his fault, he could have gotten the love of his life killed. He ran his hand through Phil's hair lovingly, holding tight to his hand with his free one.

"Well I'll leave you two alone, I'm getting quite hungry." Mrs. Lester left the room to go down to the cafeteria. As soon as she was gone, Dan leaned over and kissed Phil roughly, breathing out a sigh. He had been wanting to do this the second he was forced from the room.

"I love you so fucking much. I'm so sorry, Phil..." he mumbled against his lips.

Phil pulled away, holding his face in his hands. "Dan, none of it was your fault, you understand? Even if it was, I don't care as long as I am with you. I love you."