Dan flicked the page of his book back to move on to the next one, awaiting Phil's return. He was reading The Outsiders, an American Classic about a group or gang of poor boys in Oklahoma living with only the support of each other.
Tears welled in Dan's eyes as he continued to read, his body slung across Phil's bed and feet entangled in the covers. The book was very sad, it was one of his and Phil's favorites. They always quoted it in their flat.
His phone rung, and Dan reluctantly left his book to pick it up.
"Hello?" Dan asked, finding the number unfamiliar.
"Hello, is this Dan Howell?" The voice replied. Dan said yes, it was Dan Howell.
"This is St. Thomas' hospital," They continued. "We are calling to inform you that your partner, Phil Lester, has been shot," Their voice droned on, but those last words repeated in Dan's brain and blocked out all sound.
"Thank you, sir," All emotion left Dan's voice.
Dan grabbed his phone and keys and walked out of the flat and called a taxi. He didn't really realize what he was doing, moving and feeling like an emotionless robot.
Dan didn't realize his actions until he was suddenly being led to Phil's room. The nurse explained that their was a shooting in downtown London, and Phil happened to be on the sidewalk when a man and woman started verbally attacking two men holding hands. Phil ran in and tried to push the abusers away with his words and actions, but the woman pulled out a gun and shot him and the couple.
Phil wanted happiness, peace, and was trying to save a gay couple but got shot on the way.
"He has already gotten the bullet removed and the bleeding has stopped. But there's still damage internally. We're doing the best we can to save him," a doctor explained when they got outside of Phil's room.
Dan pushed past him and opened the door. Inside was a motionless Phil laying on a white bed with a white blanket in a white room.
"Ph-Phil," Dan choked when he saw him. Phil opened his blue eyes. His face lit up when he saw his boyfriend.
"Dan," Phil reached out and winced in pain at the movement.
Dan ran to Phil's side and kissed his forehead lightly. Phil smiled weakly.
"Oh Phil. My sweet Phil only trying to make peace. Why did someone as-as innocent as you have to get shot. Why?" Tears dripped down Dan's face and onto the white pillow.
"I feel fine," Phil joked with a smirk.
"Oh Phil," Dan kissed Phil's forehead again and again. "I love you so much."
"I love you too," Phil gasped. The beeps of his heart on the machine got slower.
Dan stood aghast. Was Phil dying? Was this it?
"Help!" He called out to the doctors. Two rushed in.
"We're losing him!"
Screams sounded. Dan realized they were his own. Nurses grabbed him by the arms and tried to drag him out. Dan resisted and ran to Phil's side. Everything seemed silent and all he could hear was Phil.
"Dan, it's okay," He whispered with a forced smile. "Just, stay... gold."
He was quoting Johnny from The Outsiders. Noise rang in Dan's ears as he gave into the pulling of the nurses.
Dan sat against the wall outside of the room. He counted the tiles on the ground from the bathroom to room 26.
"Dan?" A doctor sighed. "We lost him. I'm sorry."
Everything became smaller and the walls were closing in on him. "No. No. No. No." Dan couldn't breathe. The air felt like yogurt in his throat. "PHIL!" Dan screamed. "Phil! Wake up!" Dan stormed through the nurses to Phil's lifeless body. "WAKE UP. WAKE UP PLEASE. PHIL!"
"Dan please, calm down," A nurse placed her hands on Dan's shoulders. Dan threw them off. He ran out of the room, tears streaming down his face.
He ran through a maze of hallways, finally finding the exit. He pushed the doors open and ran out of the driveway and onto a busy street. He stopped in the middle, panting hard. People slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting him. Dan collapsed on the street. One car hurtled towards him and hit Dan straight on.
"Phil," Dan muttered as humans surrounded his body. It was too late. Dan was gone.
Both the boys were dead. But after all, nothing gold can stay.
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