Shhh shhh shhh I know it's been a while but I honestly don't think anyone cares? This story has, like, 479 reads, but I almost never get any feedback, so I feel like no one is actually reading it and I'm taking the time to write the author's notes even though no one actually cares? Idk. But in case anyone is actually reading this, I wanted to let you know that I've started a new story! It's called "What should not be," and I think it's pretty good so far. I like it, anyway. It's really sad thoubut I promise it'll get better. Also, a while back I wrote a deliciously smutty phan one shot called "Video Games," so if you're in the mood for some smut, go check it out! But I know you aren't here to listen to me ramble on about nothing or advertise my other works (but in all srsnss it would mean a lot to me if you'd go check them out), so on with the story, yeah?
-Torie
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Dan's POV
"Why don't you and Phil go order the drinks, and Peej and I will go find us all a spot?" Chris asked. I nodded.
"Phil?" I waved a hand in front of his face, but Phil seemed a million miles away. "PHIL." I said a bit louder. He snapped back to reality.
"Yeah." Phil mumbled a bit. "Let's get the drinks. Chris, PJ, the usual?" Chris and PJ both nodded and walked in the direction of the seating area. As Phil and I walked towards the counter, I got a bit of a chill.
"You alright?" Phil asked me, noticing my shiver.
"I'm fine." I answered, but for some reason, as I approached the counter, I was filled with a feeling of dread.
"What can I get for you two?" The barista asked us when we reached the counter. Phil ordered the drinks and we walked to the other side of the counter to wait for them to be done. That was when I got a piercing headache. I scrunched up my face in pain. Then I blacked out.
{A few hours later, still in Dan's POV}
I woke again to the medical smell of a hospital. This had been happening way too much lately.
"Dan! You're awake!" Phil exclaimed from next to me. When I looked at him, all the memories came flowing back. Well, not ALL my memories, but the reason I lost them.
While I was blacked out, I had a flashback of the fall.
"How are you feeling?" Phil asked me as he put his hand on top of mine. I pulled away and looked at him, anger obviously apperant on my face, evidenced by the confused look on his.
"This is your fault." I said quietly. "I didn't trip, Phil. You pushed me."
"Dan, I'm so sorry," Phil's voice sounded broken. I could see tears shining in his beautiful eyes. "You were singing, and we were just messing about, and then you fell, and I never meant for it to happen."
I took a moment to think about what he was saying. I knew he was telling the truth, because I remembered. Before I had the chance to say anything, Dr Gregory walked in.
"Hello, Daniel." He greeted me and nodded at Phil. "How's everything been?"
"Why did I black out? Why did I have a flashback?" I burst out. I needed answers.
"Well, blacking out was a side effect of the flashbacks. Certain things will trigger flashbacks, such as a place, person, smell, or taste. These flashbacks are a good thing, Daniel, It means you have a higher chance of getting a lot of your memory back." The doctor explained with a smile. I nodded.
"Okay. So am I free to go home?" I asked.
"Yes. Just check out at the front desk."
I got out of the hard hospital bed and Phil stood up. I turned to him.
"We'll talk more once we get home." I stated. He nodded.
{A bit later, in their flat. So many time jumps I'm so sorry ;-;}
I had already texted Chris and PJ to let them know that I was okay. Phil and I were back at the flat, but when we got back, Phil rushed straight to his room. I sighed and decided to give him space. I was honestly planning on forgiving him, and apologising for being so angry earlier, but I suppose he had no way of knowing that. I sat on the couch and turned on the TV, deciding to watch some Doctor Who reruns. I hummed along to the theme song as I pulled out my phone to scroll through tumblr. After a few episodes and countless reblogs, I decided to go and talk to Phil. I walked up to his door and could hear his music being played quietly. I knocked softly.
"Yeah?"He called from inside.
"Phil, can I come in?"
"Sure, Dan."
I opened the door to find Phil sat on his
bed with his laptop on his knees. I looked at his face, and it looked as though he'd been crying. I sat down next to him on his bed.
"Phil, I-"
"Wait." He interuptted me. "Just, let me go first."
I nodded.
"Dan, I am so sorry, I know this is all my fault, and even though I never meant for this to happen, I completly understand if you hate me now and you want to move out and never talk to me again. I'm just so sorry." He finished with a sniff, tears running down his face. I wiped them away with my hand, and he looked confused about my show of affection.
"Philip, you muffin." I chuckled. "I don't hate you. I probably couldn't if I tried. I came in here to let you know that it's really not your fault, and I forgive you. I'm sorry for getting so angry earlier. It was uncalled for." I smiled at him. He closed his laptop and set it aside, pulling me in for a hug.
"Thank you so much, Dan, and don't worry, you had all the reason in the world to be angry."
I smiled into Phil's shoulder, and then yawned.
"Hey, you're tired." Phil laughed as I snuggled into him. He didn't protest, but he lay down with me in his arms. I nuzzled his chest and started to fall asleep.
"Love you, Phil" I mumbled quietly. I didn't think he could hear me, but I heard his response.
"I love you, too. Get some rest."
The last thing I remembered before drifting off to sleep was feeling Phil plant a light kiss on the top of my head.
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IS IT WRONG TO SQUEAL ABOUT THE CUTENESS OF MY OWN STORY YES WELL IDC THAT LAST BIT WAS REALLY FRICKING CUTE.
Next update will come when I feel like it. Also, I actually need your help. I can't write descriptions for shit, so could someone please please plEASE write a description for my story? It would mean so much, and would result in a chapter dedication and most likely a follow from me! If you want to write one, you can inbox it to me here, or send it to me in an ask.
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Have a good whateveritisyou'redoing, Torieos.
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-Torie
