One Shots

Phan One Shots

An Accidental Confession

Word count:4620

Warnings: Bad language

I really fucked up. Like, really, really fucked up. You see, I was at Sitc's livestream, and I mentioned Phil, which made the Phangirls go crazy. I tried to back down, but it was too late. They heard. And Phil heard too. I glanced over, and he laughed, but his eyes were unreadable. I was going to continue speaking when Chris stood up and yelled"Can I get some screams for the fabulous PHAN?!" I looked at Chris like he was crazy.

 ''Chris, shut up!'' I hissed, laughing fakely.

''What? We both know what you feel...'' He muttered, away from the mic.I glared at him, and hid my face in my hands.

Phil stood up from his chair and came over to me and whispered"I think I'm gonna wait outside. Later."

''God damn it Chris!'' I threw my hands up, and followed Phil.

''Phil, look, sorry! I'm really, really so- Phil? Phiiiiil?!'' I yelled, not seeing him.

I panicked at the thought of him being hurt somewhere and quickly ran outside and relaxed a bit when I saw him standing on the pavement, in the cool summer breeze. His shoulders were tensed up though which made me worried that Phil was upset.

 ''Phil, I'm sorry, Chris didn't mean it, I'm sorry!'' I cried out, desperately hoping he wasn't pissed off.

Phil didn't even acknowledge me and I knew then and there that he was most definitely pissed off. I walked over to Phil and sighed"Look, Chris was honestly just playing around."He didn't reply and I let out a shaky breath.

''Look, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, but let's just go home and forget about all this. Okay?Please?'' I pleaded. He started walking away from me, his ebony hair swishing around in the breeze.

I quickly caught up to him and grabbed his hand trying to keep him from leaving me. I muttered"Phil,please. It was just a joke."  Phil turned around and I could see the tears begin to fall from his eyes.

''Yeah. A fucking joke.'' He spoke bitterly, and then turned away, and walked off.

I sadly watched as Phil walked off. I tried to figure out why he was so pissed off and the only reason I had is that he was disgusted at the fact that we are shipped together. There was no other reason that made much sense to me.

''Phil, stop being a baby! Tell me why you're so pissed off, please?'' I called out, and I saw him waver, then stop. I ran over to him.

''It doesn't even matter, you'd hate me if I told you.'' He mumbled, and ran off. I tried to catch up, but I was failing.

I fell on the ground and skinned my knee causing it to bleed. Great, another ''Reasons Why Dan's A Fail.'' I stood up and continued to run after Phil even though my knee hurt badly and I could barley even see Phil anymore. Or anything for that matter.

 Then I didn't see at all. All I remember is hitting my head off a thick branch. And an excruciating pain in my knee.

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I woke up and noticed that the room was a blinding white and smelled of antiseptic and bleach. As I remembered what happened, I groaned in frustration. Of course I had to fucking hit my head just as I trying to get to Phil.

 ''Hi.'' I heard a quiet voice speak from the chair next to me. Phil!

 ''Hi.'' I croaked, managing a smile.

I tried to sit up but Phil stood up and pushed me back down and muttered"The doctor wants you to take it easy for a couple days..."  I took a good look at Phil and noticed how worried and sad he looked.

 ''Why, what happened? How long was I out? What's wrong with me?!'' I asked, panicking.

Phil sighed"You banged your head pretty hard on a tree branch and got yourself a concussion. You've been out almost 5 weeks in a coma. The doctor thought you wouldn't make it but you did."

 ''That explains the headache. But...Why can't I move my leg?'' I asked, worried.

Phil looked truely upset as he grumbled"You skinned your knee almost to the bone and then when you banged your head you twisted you ankle and then fell on your leg and broke it."

 ''At least now I have an interesting new video idea!'' I chuckled, and then noticed that Phil was holding my hand. I blushed. 

''Here Dan, take your meds, you'll die from pain if you don't.'' He smiled, handing me the pills. I swallowed them, and lay my head on the pillow. I felt them already take effect, as I felt immensly tired.

Phil leaned over and pecked me on the forehead and whispered in my ear"Get some rest, I'll be here when you wake up." Phil then opened up the door to walk out of the room.

''I love you.'' I blurted out, and he froze. Phil turned around and stared at me before smiling widely"I love you too. Always have."

I smiled and drifted off to sleep. Sometimes, good things arise from an argument.

MADE WITH DEANNA!