Dan Gets Sick

Dan Gets Sick- Chapter 1

The sun was just peeping through the slits in the blinds as Phil Lester awoke in his apartment. It was 10:30am. Phil yawned and was just about to roll over and go back to sleep when he heard loud moans from the other bedroom in his apartment he shared with his best friend Dan. Becoming increasingly concerned as the moans got louder and started sounding like a dying cat, Phil got up and walked across the hallway.

"Dan?" Phil said, worried about what was behind the door. "Dan are you alright?"

There was silence.

"Dan I'm coming in so if that's a girl in there you had better hide her."

More silence.

Phil desperately hoped there was no hot girl in Dan Howell's bed; or any girl for that matter. Secretly, Phil wanted to be lying in that bed with Dan, cuddling him and stroking his hair until he falls asleep. But even if there was no girl in there, Dan might still be hurt, and that's what concered Phil the most.

Phil turned the doorknob and slowly entered the 22 year old boy's bedroom.

There was no girl.

Dan was huddled under his covers so all you could see was the top of his head poking out of the top. The duvet was shaking.

"Dan? Dan are you alright? DAN! DAN SAY SOMETHING!" Phil exclaimed, his heart sinking into the depths of his soul.

Phil stepped forward, hands shaking as he lifted the his best friend's duvet off of him. His heart sank.