I love you, Phil Lester (A phanfic)

Chapter 19

Well it has been a while wow... Have fun?

-Phil's POV-

Dan didn't show up for school today, I sent him a few texts but all of them were left with no response. How am I suppose to feel? Mad, sad, worried,...? I'm going with the last one, as soon as this school day is over, I'm going to his house. After mentally making a note for that, I go to my classes. On my way, I bump in to Pj and Chris. "Hey hey!" They look up from the kiss they were sharing. "Do you guys know where Dan is?" "We thought he'd be with you?", Pj winks at me. "Well, he isn't and I'm very worried." "Why don't you text him?" I sigh. Isn't it a bit logical that I already did that? "I already did." "You're worrying too much, I'm sure he just overslept or something." It looks like they're not even a bit worried. I nod and walk on.

***

Mainly fear is what runs through my veins when standing in front of Dan's door. The whole day he hasn't been responding and I hate that I don't know rather he's ignoring me or if he's just very sick or something. A bit afraid of what his parents have to say, I ring their door bell. "Who are you?", is what gets snapped at the me the second the door opens. A tall man, with short dark hair and brown eyes is now standing in front of me. "I'm Phil", I say. "Dan didn't show up for schoo-" "Are you that boy who my son likes?", he snarls at me. "Yes, I'm actually his boyfr-" A slam against my cheek cuts me off. "Don't you dare call yourself that!" He grabs me by my collar and throws me at the ground, but this time so I'm now lying inside his house. "What is wro-" "My son is not fucking gay! Do you understand me?!" "Yes, sir." After giving me a stamp in my ribcage and dragging me to his front yard again he shouts 'now get lost!' and closes the door in my face. Cringing and clenching at all the places that hurt I stand up and try to get as fast as possible in my car. My ribcage hurts very much and I'm sure as hell that it could be broken.

***

In only my boxers I stand in front of the mirror. There's a big bruise on my right upper thigh and another big purple bruise on the left side of my ribs. Even on my cheek he has left a bruise. And I'm not even worrying about me this much, all I can think about is; How does Dan live with such a father? Who does this to his child? Who does this to anyone? Anyway, I went to his house for answers, but he sure wasn't home because if he was he would've helped me.

Hi. This is Dan's mother. I'm sorry if we worried you this much, but at the current moment I'm in the hospital with Dan and he hasn't woken up yet. I'm staying here until he does. You can come over tomorrow morning if you want to. It's *insert hospital name here*. W.b.r. Dan's mum.
-Dan

What happened? And I'll be there in less than 30 mins! What room? -Phil

He has to tell you himself when he's awake. And it's room 308.
-Dan

Thank you!
-Phil

So there's actually something very wrong with Dan. I leave the bruises for what they are and get dressed again. I go downstairs and tell my mother that Dan's in the hospital and that I have to go there and that I will probably stay there for days. And with that I'm almost already in my car.

***

Nervously I race through the hallways, I need to see Dan. When I storm into room 308 I see his mother sitting in a chair next to a hospital bed where he's laying on. His body is connected to wires and those are connected to all sorts of machines. "You made it fast here", she says. "I know. Oh my god, Dan!", I exclaim, rushing to him and grabbing for his hand, but his hand is also connected to wires. "Can you please tell me what happened?", I turn my gaze to his mother. "That's the thing, Phil. I don't know." If I had Chris and Pj's number I'd text them. "Do you still have his phone?" "Yes." "Can I have it for a minute?" "Sure", she hands me his phone and I find Pj quicker than expected.

Hey, this is Phil. Dan's in the hospital. Room 308 in hospital *insert hospital name here*, if you want to come by. He isn't awake by the way, so I'm waiting for him to wake up. Bye.
-Dan

Thank you for telling me! Tomorrow I'll skip school and I'll be there, with Chris!
-Peej

Okay, see you tomorrow then?
-Dan

See ya, bye!
-Peej

After giving the phone back I lay my head next to Dan's and ignore the strong pain in my ribcage. Could it be that his dad did this to him?