violet//danisnotonfire

|Chapter 22-60% Chances|

Violet's POV

"Dan!!!!" I yell as the car hits him from the side. Tears are endlessly streaming from my cheeks. The car hit him good, and then went around. I ran in the middle of the street and kneeled next to Dan, who was unconscious. That car got him good. I grabbed his arm and dragged him to the sidewalk, that he almost made it to. I took out my phone and called 999.

"999 what is your emergency?" Said a lady over the phone.

"My boyfriend... He got... r-run over with a car." I cried into the phone.

"Help is on the way, I'm going to need you to answer some questions."

"I-I don't have time." I said into the phone.

"I'm at the club on bakers st. (Sherlock reference ^_^)" I finally said, hanging up. I called Phil.

"Hello? Violet where are you guys?" Phil asked, his voice full of worry.

"It's Dan, we're across the street. Get Ellie. He got run over." I said, not letting Phil respond just hanging up. Seconds later Phil and Ellie were outside. I was on the floor, holding my knees up to my chest my face buried in them.

"What happened?" Phil asked, looking on the edge of crying. Ellie already was. Her hands were over her mouth. She was shocked.

"Some drunk asshole was hitting on me and kissed me. A-and Dan came back from looking for you guys just as he kissed me. He walked out and somebody hit him and drove off. Must've been drunk." I said, my voice trembling. Phil grabbed my hand and pulled me up into a hug, Ellie joining soon after. I cried into Phil's shoulder. How could something like this happen. It was only a small amount of time before the ambulance showed up. Phil and Ellie took a taxi to the hospital and I rode with Dan, crying the whole time. We arrived and they rushed Dan somewhere where they wouldn't let me go. It must be bad. I waited in the waiting room with the other two. I don't think there was a moment I wasn't crying that night. Phil reached over and grabbed my hand to comfort me. I can only imagine what he's going through. His best friend and flatmate could die.

You're getting ahead of yourself, he wont die.

Yes... Yes he will.

My thoughts debated, giving me a migraine.

===(3 hours of waiting)===Finally a nurse came out at 11:42 Ms. Berinelli, Mr. Lester, Ms.Farnli, you won't be able to see Dan tonight. All results are confidential at the moment. Go home, get some rest and come back in the morning.

"No." I said to myself as I stood up.

"No, this isn't fair! I need to see Dan. I need to know how he's doing! You can't do this!" I yelled.

"Calm down." Phil said laying a hand on my arm. I whipped my arm away.

"I'm sorry Ms.Berinelli, visiting hours are over."

"No! Unacceptable! We sat here for hours on end waiting to see him and now we can't? No. Not happening. I want to see Dan. Now!" I yelled.

"Ms. Berinelli I'm terribly sorry."

"No-" I got cut off by Phil.

"It's fine Violet, we'll see him first thing in the morning." Phil said, grabbing my hand walking me out. All I could do was cry. I wanted this to be over. I felt Ellie drape her arm around me.

"It's gonna be alright." She told me in a calming voice. I just nodded. We got a taxi home and the first thing I did was go to my room and sleep. Ellie stayed with me, so I wouldn't have to be alone.

===(the next morning)===

I woke up and checked my phone. 11:00?! I quickly got up and dressed into some more comfy clothes rather than my clubbing dress. I quickly shook Ellie awake and we went and got Phil up, then we all left for the hospital. We enter and are greeted by a snobby looking older woman at the front desk.

"Can I help you?" She asked, not even looking up from her computer. I tried to keep my calm on this rude bitch.

"Um yes, we're friends of Daniel Howell, we were told we could see him today." I said sweetly. She rolled her eyes and typed something into her computer.

"Listen lady, I don't care about how hard you've worked. It's nothing compared to what I've been going through, so don't act annoyed with us. It'll take you two seconds to tell us where he's at." I snapped. She looked up at me.

"He's in room B320." She said with a sigh. I rolled my eyes and the four of us walked off. I tried to hold back tears. I quietly knocked on the door. No answer. So I slowly opened it to find Dan laying there, asleep. He had bandages all over his head, and his left arm was in a cast. He looked terrible. I walked closer, tears flowing from my eyes. I grabbed a folding chair and sat next to him on the right side, feeling like this was all my fault. I grabbed his hand and looked at him and cried more. Phil and Ellie must have gone elsewhere, knowing I'd need a moment. All that was going through my mind was how this is all my fault. It's my fault the person I love is hurt.

Why didn't you run away from that guy?

Why didn't you stop Dan from going outside?

Why didn't you push him out of the way?

None of this would have happened if you weren't so stupid!

These thoughts swam through my mind when a doctor came in.

"I heard you were here, your friends said you might want to know Dan's conditions." The man said. I nodded, as Phil and Ellie entered. Ellie grabbed my free hand, Phil held hers and I held Dan's.

"Well, the car was going extremely fast and took a good hit to the side and his insides are struggling to work. He had a broken arm and slight damage was done to the brain, he may not remember some things" My heart dropped.

"So what are the chances he'll die?" I asked, scared of the answer.

"Well, it's definitely a bit over 50%, maybe 60% but we will do everything in our power to make him better." He said.

There is a 60% chance I'm gonna lose Dan.

My Dan

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Alright guys, I'm not sure if the new chapter will be up in the next two days because my brain is seriously debating whether or not Dan will die. I read this really depressing fanfiction before writing this authors note so now I'm seriously thinking about killing off Dan. What do you want?

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