Phil
A few days later, the plaster cast was removed from my leg and I was allowed to go home. Dan still needed to stay in the hospital for a while, but according to the doctors, his head was getting better.
His family never visited, which I thought was odd. I was the only one who did. Visiting hours were three times a day, each two hours. I went to the hospital three times a day to visit Dan, and stayed as long as possible, until the nurses came and told me Dan needed his rest.
Every time I walked into his room, I saw him smile when he saw me. I hoped he didn't feel too miserable when I left, but I could see in his eyes that he would rather hide me under his blanket than let me go.
It was saturday morning, ten o'clock. I opened the door of Dan's room and walked in. He smiled at me, and it made my heart skip a beat.
"Hey," I said. "How are you feeling?" I took a seat on his bed.
"My head's okay," he said. "I'm really glad you're here. It's so boring all day, having nothing to do."
I smiled. I was prepared. "I thought you were going to say something like that." I took my Dvd's out of my backpack and gave them to Dan. "I brought you some of my Dvd's."
He looked which movies I had given him, and laughed when he saw the Dvd-cover of Shrek.
"Let's watch this," he said, handing me the Shrek Dvd. I put the Dvd in the Dvd-player and turned on the television. Dan moved to one side in his bed, so I could sit next to him. When I pressed 'play', Dan took my hand in his.
I didn't mind if he did things like this. In fact, I didn't mind it at all. All I wanted was Dan to be happy.
And although I knew he was my friend now, I couldn't help but wonder if I didn't feel more for him than just friendship.
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Fanfiction"I'm going to make sure you see how wonderful life is, Dan Howell, even if it's the last thing I do." After a failed suicide attempt, Dan Howell ends up in the hospital, where he meets Phil Lester. Phil seems to be the light in Dan's dark and depres...
