Chapter 7: Phil

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'Dan pick up! Pick up!' I thought to myself. This was the third time I had called him. It has been two days since our 'date' to Hyde park and we haven't talked since. He had cancelled his live show last night because of Phil being ill and apparently he had to look after him which sparked a lot of phan suggestions.I didn't want to phone Phil because of him being ill but I don't have much choice.

I went to contacts and put in Phil's name which came up straight away. It went straight into answer phone. Damn it! I am actually quite worried about them. Dan always answers his calls and if he doesn't, he nearly always calls me back later. Something had to be up.
"Mum, do you think I should go and see if something is wrong?" I turned and looked through the kitchen door.
"I think you should just leave them to it darling. There will be a reason why they aren't answering their calls. They are busy men!" Mum came and sat down on the sofa next to me.
"Maybe I should just go to their apartment. Just to check."
"If you really want to I can drop you down there but I think you should just see if he calls you back."
"Ok. I'll go and watch TV upstairs to try and forget about it."
"Good idea"

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It's been two days and I haven't had any reply at all. I'm really worried but my parents both think its nothing to worry about. So I have decided to go by bus myself to see if they are ok.

Once I arrive there doesn't seem to be any lights on in any of the rooms. I knock once and nobody comes. So I knock again and the knock echoes through the dead apartment. Something is definitely wrong. I stand there as I panic about what I should do. What my next move should be. I decided my best move was to try and remember where Chris (Crabstickz) lived and ask if he knew anything about it. So I caught the bus which went further into the centre of London and knocked on the door which I was sure was Chris's.
"Hello?" His head came around the door
"Hey chris."
"Oh hi lizzie! You wanna come in?"
"Just quickly."
Chris opened the door further and I stepped in. He had two 1D posters which he laughed about when he saw me looking at them.
"How can I be of service Miss lizzie?"
"Do you know what is happening with Dan and Phil?"
"What do you mean?"
"Have you talked with them recently?"
"Well yesterday Dan messaged me to say that Phil was ill in hospital."
"HOSPITAL?!"
"I thought you knew! Why didn't they te-" but before he got the chance to finish I was out of the door and on my way to the nearest hospital. I nearly had a panic attack on the underground and I think the cause was a mix of the thought of Phil being in hospital and the amount of people on the carriage. I ran all the way to the hospital which I think caused me to have five consecutive heart attacks. I then went up to reception and asked for Phil lester. They revealed that he was on ward twenty three on the third floor. The time it took the lift to reach the third floor felt like a lifetime. Finally the doors opened and the first thing I saw was Dan curled over in the waiting room.

"Dan?!" He looked up and almost fell off his chair
"What the hell do you think you are doing here?" He shouted
"I came to come and see what had happened! Why didn't you tell me anything?!"
"Because you had no right to know! If we hadn't have gone out those few days ago Phil would never be in this mess!"
"What happened dan?"
"You shouldn't be HERE!"
"WHAT THE HELL HAS HAPPENED?! Tell me!" I went and stood next to him. He told me multiple times to leave but I wasn't leaving now! Dan eventually gave up and sat down and I sat down with him.
"It's all my fault." He mumbled and then broke into tears. I pulled him into me for a hug which he didn't refuse. I still had no idea what had happened but all that mattered at the moment was calming Dan down.

We sat there for half an hour in complete silence until a nurse approached us. By this time I suddenly realised that Dan was asleep.
"Dan?" The nurse asked.
" I think he has been asleep for a while.
"Who may you be?"
"I'm Lizzie Taylor. I'm a good friend of Dan and Phil's. What is wrong with Phil?"
"He has aseptic meningitis. It has started to effect the brain and he is currently in a coma."
"Oh my god..." And I bust out crying which woke up Dan.
"Can I go see him?" I looked up at the nurse with red swollen eyes.
"If that is ok with you?" The nurse looked straight at Dan.
"Yes it's fine."
"Phil is steady at the moment. We are trying different types of medication with him to try and clear the bacteria which is effecting him." She walked us into a white room which had pastel coloured flowers in it. They just made the room look more depressing.
Right in the middle of the room was a almost white figure with midnight black hair. Wires were coming out of the person that I felt I didn't know left, right and centre and a large oxygen mask was attached to his mouth. Dan and I sat either side of this ghostly figure which I just made out to be Phil. The only thing that convinced me that he was still alive was the heavy breathing in his chest which lifted it up and down. The monotone of the heart monitor was the only sound in the room whilst Dan lifted Phil's hand up with his own and pressed it against his cheek. The next thing Dan said kind of shocked me.
"Now listen here Phil. I have whispered to you, I have shouted, I have cursed but nothing seems to be working to try and wake you up. So I am now resulting to begging. Lizzie is now here with me and we are going to beg you to wake up." He signalled me to hold onto Phil's other hand. We both begged Phil to wake up but nothing was happening. The heart monitor stayed the same.
All of a sudden Dan stood up and started screaming and cursing. He smashed the glass door with his fist without flinching. Suddenly the heart monitor beeped faster for a second and then slowed as if Phil was trying to tell Dan to stop. But Dan didn't stop. He grabbed the lamp and chucked it straight at me. I was late to move and hit me over the head as I fell to the ground... The last thing I remember seeing was Dan being dragged away by two people in white coats.



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