As quick as it came it left. That bright flash of light, the eerie speak of the wheels, the smell of burnt rubber. It was all i remembered until i blacked out, all i could tell really. Then i kept waking up. And as hard as i could, i couldn't pry my eye's open. Instead, i stayed still and listened. I could hear the beeping of the monitor, the doctor, my mother, ...yet no Dan. I missed his voice, truly i did. And not hearing him made me think. Was he notified? I wish i could speak or look at things. The doctor said i was in a coma which didnt make sense. I could hear and think thoughts but i couldn't feel or see, or taste. It was if everything had shut down.
When Dan actually came, I was ecstatic. Praying that I'd actually wake up any minute so he'd be happy. It pained me to only hear how much distress he was in. As much as he didn't like it, I'd wrap my arms around him and tell him everything is going to be alright.
Dan didn't know it, but i was indeed fully able to understand what was going on. I could tell when he actually kissed my forehead. That's when i did hear him. Instead of his voice, it was a stifled cry. A, 'wake up Phil,' over and over again. I could tell Dan was hurting and i wanted to help. It felt like an eternity only looking into blackness. An eternity that only lasted for two weeks.
When i did wake up, Dan was right by me. He looked like a mess. Like he hasn't showered in days. I guess you could call him stoned. His eyes were red and he had bags under his eyes. He was definitely sleep deprived. And i knew at this moment that Dan needed something other than a hug, i saw how much he needed me.
I was told my wounds were healing very good since i got hit. Apparently when i did get hit it was a brain impact. Cracking my skull and puncturing my left lung. Dan said i almost died.
That kiss I gave Dan I don't think helped very much.. He became very territorial with me. Being more stern than usual. Other than my mom and the doctor, he didn't want other visitors to be there.
Dan, every time the doctor came in, asked when I would be released. The doctor didn't know however, just wanting to make sure I'll be ok. I couldn't blame Dan. He wasn't the only one growing impatient.
After another week of the doctor checking on me and me being bedridden, i was released to go home. At first we stayed at my mom's house just because that was my intention the entire time. Dan slowly started to smile and get to his normal self. He helped out a lot with issues i needed help with like moving around eating..and yes even bathing. I dont really think he cared much at all to see more of me than he probably wanted but i could tell Dan was dreaming.
After a while, I got used to do doing things on my own. I was able to reach things now and move around with more ease. Some things still hurt then others but I was alright. After an ok from the doctor Dan could take me home. My mother wished me luck and wished Dan the best, giving him a smile and some advice I couldn't hear. From the extra careful way her drove, I could tell Dan didn't want a repeat. Not like I wanted one either. It was so quiet.. That awkward silence that made me clutch the Star Wars PJ's I had on..
"Dan.?"
"Hmm.?" He replied not taking his eyes off the road.
"I'm sorry." I didn't know what I was saying really. I just hate making people worry.
"You are alive." Dan said sentimentally. "That's all I care about now. I will make sure that your not hurt like this again."
*TIME SKIP*
We arrived home late at night due to Dans slow driving. Though I was perfectly able to walk on my own, Dan felt the need to help me everywhere as if I was a pedestrian trying to cross the street.
"Dan, I'm able to walk on my own you know.?" I looked back to see his dead serious face. He nodded fully aware that I was able to, but he didn't let go of my arm. Instead he tightened his grip and kept walking.
The awkward silence grew as we kept walking. When we reached the elevator, he let go, allowing me to rub the spot he kept his tight grip on. The bell dinged and the doors creaked open. I walked in first standing by the buttons. Once Dan walked in and the doors shut, I stepped closer to the bells.
He kissed my forehead because he missed me and needed me. I'll give him the kiss he really wants.
I waited for the LED light to hit the midway floor to our flat. Once it did, I stopped the elevator. I looked over at Dan who was leaning against the wall looking confused.
"Hey Dan.." He raised an eyebrow silently replying. I nervously scooted closer to him feeling the elevator slightly shift as I did so. Once I was close enough I looked at him straight in the eye, trying to be as serious as possible. He leaned his head back away from me shifting uncomfortably.
I let my self lean on despite him being uncomfortable and kissed him.
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FanfictionHe just went to go see his parents for about 2 weeks. Usually i thought I'd be fine all alone by myself, but it was complete hell. I missed him, so much. Then it happened.. "Dan?...Phil's been hit by car."