dan wasn't breathing.
phil panicked.
his first instinct was to call an ambulance.
shivering from the stinging cold, he fumbled in his pockets for his phone.
then froze.
it wasn't there.
he didn't bring his phone with him.
he looked down at dan and tried not to cry.
he was completely responsible for a life.
think.
what can i do?
he looked around him; rows of houses were scattered around.
get help.
regretfully, he left dan to run to the nearest house.
he hammered on the door.
again.
again.
again.
it was 2:45am of course they wouldn't answer.
he knocked harder until his knuckles bled.
then he shouted.
"PLEASE, CAN YOU HELP ME? MY FRIEND TRIED TO KILL HIMSELF, I NEED AN AMBULANCE"
for about a minute nothing happened.
phil felt himself slowly lose hope.
but then a light came on and moments later the door opened.
a guy with bed-messy sand blond hair and askew glasses looking tired but serious stood before him.
"where is your friend?" he was american.
phil breathed out a breath he hasn't noticed himself holding.
"thank you," he exhaled, "this way"
together they ran to the river bank where dan lay.
the american's eyes filled with sympathy; he helped phil bring dan inside.
once they was in, the american set him down on the sofa.
"i'm tyler," he said.
"phil and that's dan" phil said.
"right, okay phil" tyler said, "we need to get him in warm, dry clothes and cover him in blankets."
phil nodded and ran upstairs.
he looked into the first room he saw.
he guessed this was tyler's bedroom.
he yanked the duvet off the bed flung open the wardrobe.
he tugged off a pair of trackies and a jumper from the hangers and sprinted down the stairs.
when phil was back in the living room he gasped.
dan was awake.
he was coughing up water and shivering violently.
but awake and alive.
his skin was pale and tinted blue.
"what did you do?" phil asked tyler
tyler looked grim, "CPR. the ambulance is on it's way"
phil dropped the duvet and clothes and ran to dan.
he seized him by the shoulders and pulled him in close, wrapping his arms around him.
he realised he was crying.
"oh dan," he sniffed into dan's chest, "i thought i lost you"
YOU ARE READING
trees // phan
FanfictionI WROTE THIS A YEAR AGO; APOLOGIES FOR THE SHITTY WRITING AND THE CRINGE i know where you stand silent in the trees and that's where i am silent in the trees why won't you speak where i happen to be silent in the trees standing cowardly
