*Dan's point of view*
"Dan! Answer me, Dan"
"Please be okay..."
I woke up in a hospital bed with tons of needles stuck in my arms. It was dark, and the clock read 3:27. I rubbed my eyes and looked over. Phil was sitting there, asleep.
I closed my eyes for one second, and it was 9:18. Phil was playing on his phone. I propped myself up and mumbled, "What'sgoingon?"
Phil dropped his phone. "Dan, you're awake!" He jumped up and gave me a huge hug.
"Why am I here?" My eyes dropped to several tubes connected to my arm. They stitched up my cuts as well.
"I heard a large crash come from the bathroom. I called your name several times, thinking you'd just accidentally dropped something, but you never responded. I ran into the bathroom to see you unconscious, surrounded in a pool of your own blood. I'd never been so scared for you in my entire life.
"I stayed by your side as much as I could. Obviously, I wasn't allowed into the operation room, but besides that, I've been waiting for you to wake up. The doctors said that you had gone into a coma from all the blood loss. They said it could be anywhere from a day to a week."
"How long has it been?" I was concerned now.
"... It's been three weeks..."
"And you've been here the entire time?"
"Yeah. I mean I've had to use the bathroom, but I've been here to rest of the time. The nurses had to bring me food and water everyday because I wouldn't budge from this spot."
"Why would you do that?"
"It's because your my best friend, and I love you."
"I love you too, Phil."
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Smile, Dan
FanfictionDISCLAIMER: This story is mature because it will have some self harm in it. It will also have some swearing due to that's how Dan actually talks. This is not about Phan being real. I'm sorry to disappoint you. Now onto what it is really about: Dan H...
