Falling for my boyfriend's best friend(Phil Lester/ Dan Howell Fan Fic)

Chapter 12

Phil's POV

"Yeah that's me" I said standing up. I was so nervous of what the doctor might say. Either she will be fine or she will be gone. Forever.

"You will be happy to hear that Ravenna is recovering well after her surgery and she is resting in her room beautifully. She is very lucky with a surgery like that at her age." He told me. I was relieved to hear that she was okay, but didn't she just have to get stitches?

"Didn't she had to get stitches?" I asked.

"Yes, but when we were getting ready for her to get stitches, Her heart level dropped tremendously so we had to give her a surgery that would regulate the flow of her blood with her breathing. It was a very risky surgery and if it failed, she would have died almost instantly." The doctor told me. I started making my way to her room and looked in through the window. She was asleep and covered with medical things to help her get better. A nurse came to me and grabbed my shoulder.

"You can go in if you would like. She won't wake up for a while but it would be nice to at least spend some alone time with her." The nurse told me. I just smiled at her and opened Raven's room door slightly and walked in slowly. I stood at the end of her bed and looked at her. She looked peaceful when she slept. I walked to the chair right beside her and sat down, reaching for her hand. I couldn't hold it. I loved her, but I hurt her. Badly. I'm possibly the worst person in the world.

~one week later~

Raven's POV

I awoke to the sounds of beeping and darkness to whiteness. Am I coming out of my Mum's insides?!  I thought to myself. I woke up more and heard some shifting around. I opened my eyes, so I could see clearly. He looked terrible. Dark bags under his eyes, greasy hair that wasn't even combed and his clothes looked ratted and worn out. Did he stay here for the time I was out? How long was I out?  I asked myself. I looked again at Phil. Watching him sleep was always cute, but he looked uncomfortable, sleeping in a leather chair with wooden armrests. Not even a pillow on it. I stretched a little, causing me to make a 'waking up' noise that Phil obviously heard, because he started to wake up. I grabbed my phone and quietly taking a picture of him waking up. He noticed as when he woke up, he snatched my phone away and started taking pictures of me. Most of them  were either me smiling or me hiding my face with my  hands.

"Morning beautiful! I missed you." Phil said, stretching in his chair.

"I missed you too, I guess. How long have I been out?" I asked, deleting most of the pictures Phil took of me.

"About a week. I stayed here all that time just to see you wake up and to tell you how sorry I am. I am the worst person in the world possibly for what you saw. What you saw, was not in my control. Jessica raped me basically. Raven, I have not been the same since that night. Jessica drugged me with each drink and I kissed her because I thought she was you and I was so confused and scared and I never would treat you that was if my life depended on it so, will you Ravenna Grace Buxton swear to possibly marry me in the future and to have kids and to do everything with me as both as we shall live?" Phil asked as he ended up on one knee, opening a blue box with a gum ball machine ring.

(flashback to an hour ago)

"Umm nurse, do you have a box for like a wedding ring or something? I'm planning to give my girlfriend a promise ring." -Phil

"I think I do" nurse finds box in 15 seconds.

"Thanks so much! I promise I will give it back when she wakes up." -Phil

Phil finds gumball machine, puts quarter in, gets orange and purple plastic ring

(End of flashback)

"No, umm I mean yes of coarse, but aren't we a little young for this, Philly?" I asked him in amazement.

"I know it's sudden, but Raven, I can't live without you. You're me past, present and future and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Even if I have to wait 80 years for it to happen. I will wait for you." Phil said. He was dead serious. I could tell from his eyes. I didn't want to be that one to get married right a 18 years old but, I didn't want to get married at 80 years old either. I nodded and Phil smiled at me with his tongue sticking out slightly. He put the promise ring on my left hand and we hugged it out. I wanted to kiss him but, I am still a little mad about the whole Jessica situation.