I hope you know I love you (Punk and pastel Phan)

See You Soon Howell

Dan:
I was sitting in my hospital bed with my mom, both of us laughing at a story she was telling about work. She was truly making me feel better although, I missed Phil. It was like there was a void in my heart, a tall, black haired, muse loving void that I just couldn't fill. While my mom went to go get lunch, I picked up my phone (my mom had brought it for me from the house) and texted Phil;
Hey love, hope you are having a great day. I miss you so much and I wish I was with you. I love you Phil <3
I also texted Louise back, she had texted me this morning and had asked why I wasn't in school. I debated on what to write for quite a while and then just simply put:
Umm, it's a lot to explain...
The minute I hit send and placed my phone down I could feel my eyelids become heavier. The hospital bed cushions all of a sudden felt so comfy and soft. As I laid my head down on the white, clean smelling hospital pillow the last thing I though of was Phil and my arms lazily wrapped around his body.

Phil:
I woke up in my own bed. I quickly shot up and scanned the room to see that it was pitch black outside.
"Oh no." I muttered quietly to myself as I grabbed my leather jacket and started down the stairs.
"Phil!" My dad exclaimed as I stopped in front of the door. They were both sitting in the living room next to each other sipping coffee. They looked so tired and worried, I could tell by their facial expressions and the bags under their eyes.
"Oh honey." My mother softly said as she swiftly placed her cup down and hugged me tightly around the waist. She started to cry as I hugged her back.
"Mom...it's okay." I started out, patting her back.
"NO! IT IS NOT OKAY PHIL LESTER!" My mother yelled as she yanked her self away from me and glared up into my eyes. My mother dose not yell. Ever. I'm not saying that I could just do what ever I wanted growing up, oh no. She was stern and I knew not to disrespect her so she never had a reason to yell. So, the sound of her voice as she yelled at me startled me.
"Phil Lester," she started, calmly this time "you passed out at school and hit your head, hard about two, now three, days ago on the floor and just woke up. The tile floor. Not to mention, you spent about three days in a hospital and right before you passed out you were sobbing your eyes out." All of what she was saying to me was true, did I really pass out for two days?!
"Mom...what time is it?" I looked passed her into the street as I slowly said this.
She huffed before looking down at her watch and answering up at me "One in the morning."
"ONE! IN THE MORNING!!!" I could feel my chest start to fill up with worry and nerves.
"Mom, I have to go." I tried to get around her and out the door but she moved in front of me and my father was right behind her.
"Where do you thing you are going at this hour young man?" My father sternly said as I could feel my head getting lighter
"I...have to...see... Dan." They looked up at each other with doubt and worry in their eyes.
"Honey," my mother started in a nurturing tone "I know you want to see Dan. But it's so early, he's probably asleep and you should get some rest too." She stepped towards me her hands up almost as if she is getting ready to push me back if I try to step forward. Millions of things were racing through my mind and I couldn't speak and, I felt like I couldn't breath. I was being drowned by the fear and nervousness of everything. I needed to see Dan. He was the only thing that could calm me down.
"Mom..." I started in between heavy breaths "you are right. I am going to head up stairs and get some rest."
"Oh Phil, yes yes. That is a very good idea." My father said with a big smile on his face.
"Sleep well honey." My mother sighed out as they watched me treed up the stairs. After I heard all the lights go out, my parents head up the creaky stairs and their door lock I knew it was time. I picked up my phone from the bed side table to see that Dan had texted me about ten times today.
I'm such a bad boyfriend, I'm going to give my lover anxiety from inside a hospital.
I thought to myself as I swiftly opened my door and slid out. As quietly as I could, I tiptoed past my parents door. Now the next part would be a bit tricky. I now had to make my way down the old, noisy stairs. My plan was to slide down the rail to the end but, I had to be careful not to fall back and smash my head open.
"Yolo." I mutter under my breath as I start to slowly slide down the sleek wooden rail. As I make my way down I notice how dark the house is but, not in a creepy way. It's peaceful. As I place my different sock covered feet onto the ground I make my way over to the front door.
"Phil." I hear from the shadows in front of me. It's my dad.
"Dad!" I say surprised as I shoot up from my black sneakers.
Oh no, you won't be able to see Dan now you idiot.
"Where are you going?"
"Dad please, I need to see Dan. I didn't see him all day and I just I-I-I...I need to make sure he is okay." I whispered the last part into the silence.
My dad steps forward and I can see his face with the moonlight shining through the window. He looks pained for me.
"Phil...are you in love with Dan?" My father didn't even have to breath after he said that sentence before I responded
"Yes, I love Dan Howell with all my heart."
My dad drops his head and he hugs me tightly. I hug him too and, I could feel the tears try to pry their way from my closed eyelids. But I didn't let them, at least not yet. After a few moments my dad pulls away and looks me straight in the eyes. He then takes my hand and places the car keys in them. I look down at the old keys and then at him surprised.
"You...you are letting me go?"
My dad smiles at me before responding
"Go be with your love Phil." I'm so excited I almost jump for joy right there.
"Thank you dad." I say before I quickly lace up my shoes and open the door. I run out into the cold night as fast as can until I'm in the drivers seat. I sit in the old van, my hands tightly wrapped around the steering wheel. I gaze out into the dark purple sky dotted with white, bright stars. I can't stop myself from smiling and shaking with fear and excitement.
"I'll be there soon Howell." I say as I start to pull out of the drive way.