Dan..?

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Phil-
This couldn't be happening, not to him. Just a second ago Dan told him he loved him and now he could be dead. He called an ambulance imediately but they still hadn't arrived. From where he was Phil couldn't see much, all he saw was blood. So much blood. Dan's blood.
Finally the ambulance arrived and they treated Dan and put him in the back of the ambulance; just as Phil was getting into the ambulance he was shoved out of the way by a paramedic. "What do you think you're doing?"
P- "You don't understand, he's my boyfriend I have to go with him"
?- "boyfriend?" she spat the word out like it was poison.
"No wonder he jumped off the bridge, I would too if I were a faggot"
P- "excuse me? How dare you say that about my boyfriend, and for your information he fell"
?- "'fell'? Yeah that's what they all say. Piss off you little faggot there's no way I'm having two faggots riding with me"
Before Phil could say anything else she drove away along with Dan. Shit. "Now how am I going to get to the hospital?"
After lots of sulking and breaking stuff Phil remembered he knows someone who has a car. Chris. He gave him no choice and pretty much forced him to drive him to see Dan. He smashed through the doors and headed straight to reception he didn't care, this was an emergency. As he got closer he finally noticed the people around him, hurt, isolated, dying.. No he couldn't think about that right now he had to check on Dan. When he got to reception he couldn't help but notice the receptionist; she has bleached hair and was wearing more makeup than a clown. Her clothes were so short and tight they looked like they belonged to a toddler. He bet that she talked like a chav too.
R- "wat do u want?" yep Phil was right.
P- "I'm here for my boyfriend."
R- "Bf? Gross"
"Name?"
P- "Daniel James Howell" he replied choosing to ignore her previous comment.
R- "sos I cant visit him rn but I can hang wiv me if u want" she winked trying to touch his shoulder.
P- "I'm no thanks if I wanted to date a clown I'd go visit a circus"
R- "wtf im not a clown"
P- "Oh you're right, not even clowns wear that much makeup" he decided to leave after that so he didn't get kicked out by security.
C- "So how is he?"
P- "I don't know they wouldn't let me visit him"
C- "so what now..?"
P- "Distract the receptionist; I'm going to sneak in and see him"
C- "O-okay good luck Phil"
Chris-
He walked over to the receptionist and put his had on her shoulder.
C- "Hey babe, how about we go out later after your shift?" he winked at her and cringed at the word babe on the inside.
R- "sure, you're really hot" she purred and tried to stick out her chest more.

Phil-
While Chris was successfully fake flirting with the receptionist, Phil had managed to sneak past her. He looked around, staring through windows or behind curtains but none of them were Dan. Just as he bagan to lose hope, he looked through the last window; inside the room was a boy with lightly tanned skin and brown hair cut into a fringe like his. Dan. Beeeeep. All of a sudden his heart flat lined.

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