Love will remember - A Phan Lovestory

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SONG RECOMMENDATION
Twenty One Pilots - Holding on to you

*Phil P.O.V*

Dan said he was going to be home in 5 minutes, but it had gone half an hour! I tried to call him but he didn't answer his phone. What if something happened to him?
I closed my laptop and got out of our bed. I walked fast out of my bedroom and put some shoes and a jacket on. I adjusted my fringe a little but i didn't bother to check how I looked like in the mirror before I went outside.
I opened the door and speed walked down the stairs. I checked my phone to see if I've gotten any messages from Dan.
I had no new messages.
I started to get really worried. The cold air hit my face and I shivered. I heard sirens and walked faster towards the store Dan must've gone to.

What if the ambulance is coming for him? What if he's hurt?! I went on like that untill i thought: There is no way in hell Dan isn't involved in this.

I was running by then.
The ambulance drives past me. I ran faster and saw the ambulance stop in front of me.
On the street beside the vehicle a long boy with the same brown hair as Dan's were lying on the ground.There was a little dam of blood next to his head. I knew it already. I just didn't want to believe it. I reached the ambulance and stopped.
They turned the boy around and suddenly everything changes.I could barely breath.
The boy was Dan. My Dan.'Dan!' I screamed and started sprinting towards him. I kneeled beside him. There was bruises on his face.

 Tears were streaming down my face. I looked up, and suddenly faced a male paramedic. A man and a woman stood on the other side of Dan. 'HELP HIM! PLEASE!'I quickly turned around to face Dan, and saw his bruised face, covered in his own blood.I suddenly felt dizzy. The Voices around me ere minimizing. I felt a falling sensation. I tried to hold on to something. I felt someone's hand trying to pull me up. I screamed out the loudest i could: 'I know him! Please..' All sounds was now gone. And everything went pitch black.

The only thing i could think about was Dan. The way he would look at me with his sparkly brown eyes. The way he laughed. The way he made me love him like i had never loved someone before. Dan wasn't gone. No... He couldn't be...

Voices got louder and clearer and i felt like i became alive again. Dan. My eyes bounced open. I started to panic. I was in the ambulance with Dan. I didn't know if i was happy to be in the ambulance with three unknown people. It seemed like they started to notice i was awake. 'What am i doing here?' They looked at each other and nodded. A man around my age looked at me and said; 'We heard you say you knew this man. Is this true?' I looked at Dan. He was lying down with lot of things plugged into him like a machine. I felt my throat tighten. It felt like I was choking on air.

 My eyes was watering up. I sniffed as i bit my lip trying to stop the tears already streaming down my face. 'Yes' i croaked. It hurt to even try to speak. 'You should try to relax, we are at the hospital in a minute.' I heard some woman say. Everything went fast forward. Staring at Dan's eyes, begging them to open was the only thing going through my mind. And suddenly his family and i was with Dan as he laid at the hospital bed. I was in this weird state of mind, where i didn't realize what was happening before the doctor came into the room. Dan's family looked at the doctor, waiting desperately for an explanation. The doctor took a deep breath, and looked at us sadly.

 "He is in a coma." My heart dropped. It felt like my world was falling apart. I looked at Dan. He was laying on the bed, looking like he was sleeping. It was several things plugged into him. I felt a tear falling down my cheek, landing on my lap. I basically choked on air. It was hard to breath. I managed to hold it in. I had to stay strong. I saw Dan's mother burst into tears as she covered her face with her shaking hands. His brother Adrian stared into the wall, shedding tear after tear. 

"He does not have any interior bleeding or broken bones. But he may suffer from memory loss. So if he ever wakes up, he still has a small possibility to lose his memory." He continued. Every sound faded into complete silence. Everything blurred, with the only thing focused was Dan. He looked so peaceful. 

Would he maybe never remember me again? I thought about the first time we met, at the train station. And from the very second i heard his voice, and saw his sparkly brown eyes, I knew we had something in front of us, that was going to change our lives forever. And that moment replayed in my mind a thousand times, until i found myself alone in the hospital room with Dan. His mom and Adrian had left. I did not move or even breathe. But i slowly walked up to him and kissed him lightly on his cheek. "I love you Dan. I always will... please get better soon." i forced out of my throat. I eventually left the room, and called an taxi. The taxi came around and i got in it. Time went by and we was about 5 minutes away from home.

I suddenly realized that we just drove past where Dan was hit. It was all my fault. If i only went to buy those stupid maltesers, maybe he would still be home, awake and healthy. I tried to stop blaming myself, but it was what i was best at. Blaming myself. I paid the driver, and jumped out of the car, and unlocked our apartment door. I had no idea when Dan was gonna wake up. It could be 2-3 weeks. It could be a month or two. Or maybe a year. Or maybe never. Whenever he woke up, i would wait for him. I knew far inside everything was going to be alright. I just had to keep my head up high and believe everything was going to be fine.

 I did not went to sleep that night. Because i could not get him out of my mind. His smell was in the air. I could not sleep in our bed, because of the memories that laid all over our bedroom. It was pictures all over the walls and Dan's belongings spread around the room. Couple days later i fell asleep on the bathroom floor. From there it was a long way down into a familiar, dark, endless tunnel with a name that was burned into my brain. Depression, i believe it's called. It had occurred several times in the past, but nothing like this. And i knew from that day on, it was gonna take me a long time to fought the demon that had crawled into me.