A love never forgotten - Phan

!~!Warning! Contains Character Death!~! This is FICTION.

(Notice: You might need to replay the song multiple times, sorry)

Phil's POV 

I walked down the hall into Dan's room and sat beside him on his bed. "Phil" He smiled and held my hand. I stroked his pale face and gently kissed his cheek. "How are you?" I whispered. "I feel sick" He groaned as he sat up. I quickly fetched my green pullover hoodie and I put it over his head. I stood up and pulled him to his feet. I rubbed his back and we walked down the stairs. I sat him down on the sofa and I handed him some soup, I watched him sip it slowly. "I love you Dan.." I whispered as I watched his face. "I love you too Phil" He said as he went to dip his spoon back into the soup. He looked around the room and smiled and then he put the empty bowl on the floor and turned to me. "You look great today" He smiled. "Aw thank you" I smiled and hugged him tightly.

Weeks passed and Dan didn't get better, he was still terribly ill. "Dan, I'm taking you to the doctors" I whispered as I held his wrist to drag him. "No.. please.." He croaked. I pretty much carried him to the car and placed him inside. I got in the driver side and drove, thoughts crowding my head.. I parked outside and carried him into the waiting room. "Can I book an appointment for Dan Howell please" I whispered to the lady at the desk. She nodded and let him straight through, seeing the awful state he was in. I sat him down next to the doctor and he done multiple tests on him. Dan was awfully pale and I was scared, he'd never been this ill before. The doctor looked at me with sadness in his eyes. "I'm afraid it's bad news." He whispered. My throat closed up, my stomach twisted. "It has... A 89% death rate" He whispered. Dan sobbed and I fell to my knees. This couldn't be happening... "No... No... This can't be" I yelled. I leaned my head on Dan's shoulder. I tried to be brave for him but I couldn't, tears poured out my eyes. I walked him to the car and rested my head on the steering wheel. Why Dan.. We drove home in silence, tears streaming down our faces. 

I opened the door and flung it open. I ran up stairs and ran onto my bed, crying in peace. Memories flooded my head. Then I remembered philisnotonfire 1... The time I rugby tackled Dan into the wardrode, good times.. I quickly tried to contain myself and walked downstairs, to find Dan sitting on the sofa clutching a pillow to his chest, staring at the TV as if it was on. He turned to face me, wet tear patches covered his face. I sat next to him and hugged him tightly, I didn't want to let him go. "I thought.. Instead of crying, we could spent your... Last moments together.. Like, you make a bucket list?" I whispered. He nodded and I grabbed a notebook and pen. "I want to spend a day in with you watching movies and eating loads" He paused and laughed softly. "Maybe we could have a day out in London, like going to Harrods and Hamleys.." He smiled, remembering the moment when we went there before. "Any more?" I whispered. "I just want to be with you.." He murmured. "Lets have the day watching movies now" I smiled gently. I looked over at the DVD pile and picked out Wall-E.. The first film we watched together and the first we cried at.. I handed it to him and I cooked a pizza, like we did when we first watched it. I placed the cooked pizza in front of us and placed the DVD into the player. The opening titles flashed on the screen. We laid down on the sofa and cuddled. We cried at the same part again and I comforted Dan and kissed him softly. He smiled and kissed me back. When the film was over I stood up and held my hand out and lifted Dan up. We danced slowly around the room and looked each other in the eyes. He started to cry again so it looked like his chocolate brown eyes were swimming. I pushed myself closer and let him cry on my shoulder. I slept on the sofa with him that night, I wanted to let him know that I was there for him. 

He woke up in the middle of the night crying. "Dan?" I whispered. "I just thought of what would happen to you when.. I leave you.. I don't want to leave you Phil..." He mumbled. I burst into tears but so he couldn't see, I ran upstairs to get ready. I drove to Hamleys and we played with all the bears and I bought him a little teddy bear. He kept thanking me and smiled happily, a real one that I hadn't seen for a while. I drove him to Harrods and he looked around excitedly, as if he was a little kid. We walked around there for hours then got food. He Instagrammed it so he would seem hipster. I shook my head but laughed all the same. It was starting to get dark so we drove home and looked at the stars shining above us. "They look so.. Beautiful.." He whispered, breathlessly. I nodded in agreement and said "It really is.." We stared in awe at the sky for the rest of the journey. 

When we got home it was late so we went straight to bed. When he was about to go into his bedroom I grabbed him and looked at his face. "I love you so much Dan, never, ever forget that. You're the best boyfriend I've ever had" I smiled. "I love you too Phil. Goodnight" He whispered as he walked into his room.

I tried to sleep but I just kept tossing and turning, never able to find a comfortable place. After hours of failing to sleep I got up and crept into Dan's room. "Dan?" I whispered. I stood next to his bed and shook him lightly. "Dan?!" I screamed. That was when it hit me.. "No!" I cried, falling to my knees and putting my head in my hands. "Not now.." I whispered. I crawled to my room, a pain in my chest. I called PJ, the only one who I knew would be awake by now. "PJ... Dan.. He's.." I paused, not able to squeeze the last word out my mouth. "Dead..." I whispered. "I'll be over as soon as I can Phil. Stay put" He said and hung up. I crashed on the floor and cried, I ached all over I crawled to the top of the stairs and collapsed. I heard a key fumble in the lock and I heard PJ run up the stairs. "Phil?" PJ whispered as he hugged me gently. I tried to speak but no words came out. He called an Ambulance for Dan, even though we both knew it was too late. 

I stayed crying on the floor while PJ gently hugged me. The paramedics rushed through the door and carried Dan's lifeless body out. I screamed as they walked out the door and tried to chase them but PJ held me back. "It's for the best Phil.." He whispered. "You're staying round mine. I'm not letting you be alone." He added. I packed a few bags and I got into PJ's car. I looked out the back and saw our house getting smaller and smaller... I leaned back further into the chair and sobbed. 

We got to PJ's house and he took my stuff in and he set up the spare room. The pain was like all of your bones broken at once but it was.. mentally... I couldn't really describe it. I went straight into my new room. I laid down on the unfamiliar bed and stared at the celling. Rain lashed the window but it was quite relaxing. I heard PJ tapping away on his computer in the other room, I wondered what he was doing to take my mind off it but it didn't stop me. "Surely this is a dream.." I whispered as I pinched my arm. "Ow!" I screeched. I burst into tears. I could imagine Dan telling me to be brave but I couldn't live without him. I didn't sleep at all that night..

"Phil?" PJ whispered as he pushed the door open. I groaned and sat up, I looked at the mirror opposite and saw dark circles under my eyes. "I've booked the funeral.. I didn't think you'd be up for it" He said under his breath. "Thank you.." I croaked. I stood up and the mental pain returned, giving me a headache. I limped down the stairs and sat at the table. PJ cooked my favourite breakfast, Pancakes. He placed it in front of me and I stared at it blankly. I ate it slowly, it turning into a sugary mush in my mouth. I laid down on the sofa in the living room and groaned. He handed me the remote but I just threw it to the floor. I spent the whole day laying on the sofa staring up into the sky (well, ceiling), occasionally getting up for food and the toilet. 

It was finally the day of the funeral, I threw on my best suit and went downstairs. I ate breakfast and PJ drove me to the church that it was being held in. Me and some of our friends and family crowded around the empty hole in the ground. In the distance I saw 6 people carrying the black coffin towards us. Rain poured down and splashed on us. The coffin was gently placed into the ground and I was given a small hand shovel to put the mud back on top while people sang quietly. I let people throw in flowers and whatever they wanted then I buried it. Everyone quietly left while I had my moment. I sat on the freshly buried spot and bent down on one knee. I put my head down and cried, for hours. A storm came but I slept on the spot, wanting to be with Dan. Multiple people told me to leave in case I caught a cold but I didn't care. The thunder cackled in the distance and my suit got drenched. "I always said we'd be together forever.. But I guess not.." I laid down and a bright flash of lightening frightened me and I fainted because of shock. 

I woke up in a dark room and a old man walked up to me. "I thought I better take you inside. I put the gravestone down seeing as it was an emergency" He said as he took me outside to it. It read 'Daniel James Howell, 2978 - 3000, A man who will always be in our hearts and whom we hope to meet again'. "Thank you" I croaked. "It's fine. I'll give you some alone time" He whispered. I laid down on the grave and cried softly into the soil.

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About 20 years later a new grave was placed next to Dan's. It read 'Philip Michael Lester, 2972 - 3020, The man who never gave up'. They were together till the end of time...