Dan's POV
"When is he home?" Dan asked waiting for Phil. "He's been gone for a thousand years!!"
*Ring ring, ring ring!!*
Dan looked at the phone. "THE HOSPITAL?!?!? WHAT THE FUCK!!" Dan yelled. He was worried if it was Phil, his only crush. "Uh, hello?" He answered. "Hi, this is Doctor Dalenburg. Phil has been in a major car accident and he might pass away" he told Dan in a sad tone.
Dan dropped the phone and ran to the key rack to get the keys. "Hello.... He...." He heard the phone still going. He didn't have time to hang up. His best friend is dying!!
Dan reached the hospital. He ran in with tears rolling down his eyes. "Phi.... Phil..." He whispered. "He's in room 120 sir...." The nurse said to him. "Th... Thanks" he had tons of tears rolling down his eyes.
When Dan walked in the room, he saw all of Phil's loved ones crowded by him. He looked definetly beat up, with blood all over. "Shit phil, what did you do??" He walked over by Phil, and held his hand.
It was the middle of the night, and Dan couldn't sleep. He was alone in the room with Phil. "Bloody hell Phil, did this have to happen?? I love you Phil, please wake up!" He cried.
To Be Continued....
