Phanfics Yeah!

He'll be fine

Third Person's Pov:

Everyone was heading down to Brighton for the 'Halloween Special' of TATINOF. They didn't really have a tour bus, it was more of a tour car, but it had the same purpose and the same vibe. Dan and Phil were sitting in the back because according to Dan, 'the back is where the coolest kids go. It's called BACKSEAT BANTER'. In front were Martyn and Cornelia, then the driver (No I don't know the driver's name, so stop sending your hatemail, just go with it okay). With all the props and other random junk that happened to be essential, it was a rather tight squeeze but they had managed for the whole tour so far and they wanted to at least try and take home all the letters that everybody had given them. So, needless to say, everybody was slightly cramped, hot and bothered on the way down to Brighton.

The rest of the tour had been fine so far, with not too many major issues. They had broken down once and had a very close call with a stray dog but other than that, nothing bad had happened.

Dan's Pov:

Usually in the car I would listen to music or sleep but yesterday, Phil and I had filmed a Halloween themed baking video for my channel. There was a lot of footage to sort through and edit so it could be uploaded that night and I was feeling the pressure. I had my laptop balanced on one knee and a large bin bag full of letters on the other. Squashed between me and Phil was my suitcase and Phil had his suitcase across his legs. 

'Ugghh,' Phil moaned, no more that five minutes into the journey, 'I can barely move. Is there seriously no more room in the boot?'

'Nope, all full up,' Cornelia called back, laughing, 'We've only been driving five minutes and you're already complaining!'

'Well it's all right for some,' He replied, ' You've got literal kilometres of space over there!'

I tried to concentrate on the video and block out the others, but after a while I realised that it wasn't going to happen.

'She has to read the map, she needs space-' I heard Martyn say, then,

'But I've got a suitcase on my lap and I could probably still map read, look, it could act as a table,' Phil demonstrated by grabbing my laptop and placing it in front of him. 'Hey, are you editing the video?'

'Well I was, before it got removed for table demonstration purposes,' I said, taking the laptop off him.

'But I wanted to help too, it's going to be really good!'

'Well be my guest or this is going to take forever,' I said. To be honest it was always easier with two people because decisions could be made quicker. Me and Phil generally had the same opinion on most things, so if I was ever stuck as to what to do, he would probably have an idea that I agreed with. So the car quietened down a bit whilst I edited and Phil watched, giving his own ideas and thoughts every now and then.

After a while, I realised that Phil hadn't intervened in ages. I turned to look at him. He had turned a pale grey colour, with his eyes tight shut. He looked uncomfortable, like something was bothering him. 

'Hey,' I whispered, 'Are you okay?' He nodded, although I could tell that he certainly wasn't. 

'Phil, don't be stupid, I know you're not.'

'I'm fine,' he whispered back quietly, opening his eyes slightly, looking at Martyn. Right.

'I won't tell him,' I said softly, 'As long as you tell me what's wrong.' I was getting worried now. Then it dawned on me.

'Do you feel carsick?' I said in a low whisper. He gave a small nod and then rested his head on the window. I looked around in search of water but to no avail.