Save Me // A Phanfic

Chapter 10

We were all in my dad's car riding back to London where my parents lived. And by all of us, that includes Phil as well. He was in the seat next to me holding my hand softly and looking out the window. He had said back at the hospital before we left that he was worried about me and wanted to make sure I was comfortable so he would just get a friend to drive his car back up to London later. I honestly didn't care what the reason was though, I was just happy to have him sitting next to me, my hand in his. Happy. That's a word I've been using a lot these past few days.

I had to spend a few more days in the hospital, and even though I was fired up to get out of there and go to my parents place in London those days in the hospital were some of the best days of my life. My parents were with me almost the whole time, only leaving to sleep or eat, and when they weren't there (and even when they were) Phil was there with me.

I felt him squeeze my hand and I looked over at him to see that he was now staring at my face.

"You look worried." He stated. My parents were talking amongst themselves in the front seats and so our conversation was going by unnoticed.

"Yeah I guess, like, I'm insanely happy to be out of that place but at the same time I'm terrified to start all over. What if my classmates don't like me? What if I get bullied at this school too? What if my parents end up not liking me, or decide that they made the wrong decision in tracking me down? I've got like a million and one questions whirring through my brain and I don't know how to answer any of them." Phil had quickly become my rock. I shared everything with him. My fears, my anxieties, my insecurities, happiness, sadness, all of it belonged to Phil. We weren't dating or anything but we both knew that we liked each other more than enough too. I think the only reason he hadn't asked me out yet was because he didn't want to stress me out more or put anything else on my plate while I already had so much going on. I really wish he would though.

"Thats normal, but I'm positive it will work out fine! Your parents really do genuinely care about you and you are a likeable person so I'm sure you'll have no problem making new friends. You aren't in Manchester anymore. Everything's different now. You aren't the same Dan you were a week ago, and nothing else will be the same either. Plus you have me with you, and I won't let anything bad happen to you while I'm around." I looked into his eyes and the sincerity of what he was saying nearly blinded me. What did I do to deserve Phil? We talked about pointless things for the remaining thirty minute car ride, like our favourite song on P!ATD's latest album Death of a Bachelor, what we were most excited about, what Pokémon we would have if we lived in that universe, the list was endless, like it always was with Phil. There were never any uncomfortable silences or awkwardness.

"Okay everybody! We're here! Are you ready to see the house Dan?" My mum questioned. I gulped and looked over at my dad. I had learned during my days in the hospital that he was much more of the strong and silent type and really didn't speak that much. This was it. My leg was shaking up and down as I swallowed one more time and answered.

"Uh-huh. L-let's go!" I cursed mg nervous stutter and pulled the handle on the door so I could get out and get a better look at the house. It was beautiful. It wasn't a big mansion or anything like that but it had a warm and cozy vibe. An aura hung around it that just seemed so welcoming and homy, that you almost couldn't help but walk up the concrete path. It was a mediums sides house with white siding. There was a elegant white wood gate surrounding it forming into a gate in the front. It also had a beautiful garden pushed up against the house. It was full of flowers of every colour and there were little stone statues all along the lawns as well. There was a statue of a girl swinging, and statue of a boy and a girl dancing, and a statue of a dog and a cat wrestling. It was gorgeous, in my eyes the whole house sparkled.

"You like gardening?" I asked my mum. She shook her head and laughed.

"Can't stand it! Your father's the one who's got the green thumb actually."
I gaped at my dad. Looking at him with his mounds of muscle you'd expect him to be into like boxing, or weight lifting, not making gardens thats could honestly make it on the cover of House Fancy magazine.

"Guilty as charged." He chuckled. Phil laughed at my face which was still filled with mild shock.

"Well, let's check out the inside shall we?" Mum led the way enthusiastically.

"You aren't planning on keeping him underneath the stairs like Harry Potter are you?" Phil joked as we walked up the stairs. Mum and dad chuckled and mum slapped Phil lightly on the back.

"Of course not! We actually already have your room all set up and ready Dan. But don't worry if you don't like anything about it. We'll change anything to make sure it's completely comfortable for you."

"Yes Daniel, if you have any problems with it don't be afraid to speak up about it." Dad agreed. I nodded.

"I'm sure everything will be perfectly fine! I-I don't wanna be a bother or anything, and really anything will be an improvement than what I'm used to." Everyone seemed to frown slightly at that but mum quickly put on a chipper face and turned to us as we reached a nice looking white door.

"Okay close your eyes!"

"Do I have to?"

"Yes!" Reluctantly I shut my eyes and listened as the door creaked softly open and I was led forward a few steps, probably so that I was standing in the doorway.

"Okay! Open!" My mum ordered. I opened my eyes and was welcomed by the sight of a completely furnished and decorated room. It had two large windows across from me on the right and left and under the right window sat a large bed covered with a black and grey duvet and black pillow cases. Not to my bed was a large bookcase with one shelf already full of books. Than on the left side of my room next to my closet that was in the corner was a medium sized wooden dresser with some empty picture frames on it and a wooden stand next to it that looked like it was meant to hold CD's. When I looked in the closet and dresser I saw that they were both already half filled with clothes that were exactly my style. Black skinny jeans and some black shirts with the occasional bright colour mixed in. Compared to the room I was used to this one was heaven. If you walked into my old room you would have questioned whether or not someone really inhabited it, but with this one you could already tell easily that it belonged to someone. That someone called it home. I felt tears prickle my eyes as I took in the room around me. Maybe they really did care. I don't even know when they would have had the time to put all this together, but they still did, just so I would feel more comfortable and loved. Maybe they wouldn't get sick of me. Maybe I could finally get a real family...

"We hope it's okay... We well, we didn't really know what you were into so we decided to just leave the walls bare and we can get posters for you if you'd like. And we weren't sure exactly what kind of clothes you like but we wanted you to have some nice, new things to wear for school. Oh! But we'll definitely take you shopping this weekend and you can pick out anything you'd like to make the room homier and more comfy..." Mum rambled. I just shook my head and let a few tears fall down my face before discreetly wiping them away. This room, this house, was already more of a home to me than the place I grew up in. I didn't know how I would thank all of them. My mom, my dad, or Phil for that matter for making this all happen. All I knew for sure was that I was going to be happy living with these people. I turned to face them.

"I love it. Thank you so much!"

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