forty-five

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dan's POV
an aggressive knock on the door of phil's hospital room wakes me up.
i rub my eyes and stretch. sleeping in a chair is extremely uncomfortable.
i push the door open and find phils father standing in front of me.
"what the hell are you doing here?" he asks
"i should be asking you that!"
"philip is my son!"
"yeah, well he's my boyfriend!" oh shit, no no no. why did i say that?!
"what? what did you just say?" the large man says through his teeth.
"did i say boyfriend..? i, uh, meant boy friend, y'know, a friend who is male. we aren't together or anything... i'm- he's- we're not gay!" i'm completely flustered.
i'm so stupid! fuck!
"really? you expect me to believe that? i am not an idiot, boy." he steps closer to me, it seems like he is going to hit me.
a nurse steps in the room. thank fuck.
"i'll l be out in a second, i just have to give him his meds." the nurse says in a soft and kind voice.
mr. lester storms out of the room, his face red with anger. for some reason, i decide to go after him, which is probably a terrible idea. nope. not probably. it definitely is a horrible idea.
oh well.

a/n: oh boy

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