Broken//Phan

Ch. 3

[Dan POV]

I can't deal with it. Lester seems nice and all, but I can't go through pain again. Not like last time.

Pj walked into my room while I just sat down in the corner of the room, crying my eyes out. I told him how my Dad doesn't accept me for who I am and how much that hurts.

"I just told h-him that I-I think I l-like a b-boy more th-than a f-friend," Pj quickly got up, obviously angry.

"You what?"

"I like b-boys" He slapped me. He FUCKING SLAPPED ME!

"You fucking faggot! You like boys? That's the stupidest thing I have ever heard! It's not right to like boys! You are a boy, you should like girls!" He punched me in the arm while yelling at me and stormed out.

I was left there crying more so than before.

That night I lost my closest friend the same way I lost my father.

As that memory plays over, I cry harder and louder as I burst through the office door.

"I-I-I need t-to g-go h-home!"

"Darling you need a reason"

"My f-fucking m-mum got adm-mitted into h-hospital a-and i-is on the v-verge of dying!!" When I got that phone it shattered me. She's the only one I have left. Dad still lives with us but he has never accepted me. Mum accepts me for who I am and sticks up for me. Losing her would kill me too.

"Oh my god darling do you have anyone to take you there?"

"N-no I c-can w-walk y-you know?"

"Alright, I'll sign you out and you can leave."

"Th-tha-thank you!"

[Phil POV]

I begin to worry about him. I don't know him but I feel like we have a weird connection. I glance down and see his phone still unlocked and on a call. Strange. I really shouldn't, but I pick it up and listen to it.

"... Press 7 to replay the voicemail." I become curious so I press the button.

"Hello Mr Daniel Howell. I am calling from the hospital." I place my hand over my mouth in shock wondering what it was about. He sounded sympathetic so this instantly can't be good. "Your mother has been admitted into the hospital in a coma currently. This is why she wasn't home last night. She was in a major car accident where the front of her car got pushed in. It is a miracle that she survived that, but we don't know if she'll survive any further. If you want to say your goodbyes, now is a good time. I'm very sorry about this, best of luck, Doctor Sivan."

I am just about to cry. I feel so bad for him. I just wanted to be there for him. And that is what I'm going to try to do.

After my lecture from Mrs Pates I tell her that I suddenly felt sick and I went up to the office.

I get out of my mum's car and left for the hospital. She doesn't give a crap about me so she didn't even question.

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"Did a boy by the name of Daniel Howell come here to see his mother?" A tall skinny figure with curly brown hair and blue eyes looks down at me.

"Uh yes. Room 2012."

"Thank you" I half smile up at him.

[Dan POV]

I look at my mum's scratched up and horrific body. I hold her cold, lifeless hand.

"Hey mum," I sniffle. "I-- Thank you Mum. For everything. For accepting me. For trying to help me. If you leave I won't have anything left. You were the only one who made me happy. If you leave I'm going to be stuck with my fucking homophobic dad who couldn't give a shit of the world. Even if you do leave, I still thank you. So, so so much---" I am cut off with my sobs attacking me as her heart beat went flat with a loud screech in my ear. I hit the button to signal the doctors. "No no no no Mum NO!!" (A/N FRICKEN TRUCE CAME ON WRITING THIS THEN STRAIGHT AFTER GONER!! I AM NOT OKAY WITH THIS)

Doctors rush into the room to attend her while a few try drag me out of the room. I try fight out of their grip while crying and screaming.

[Phil POV]

I see doctors rush passed me and enter a room. Room 2012. I see two doctors trying to get out of the room, obviously fighting something. I hear screaming mixed with sobs. They managed to get out with very hurt looking Daniel in their arms. I see the doctor that greeted me eariler.

"You were hear to see him didn't you?"

"U-uh yeah?" They place him in my arms.

"Please, contain him." They rush back into the room.

I look at down, pain written all over his face. He breaks out of my grip and sits on a chair near us. I crouch next to him placing a hand on his knee. He slowly looks down at me. He looks away again and continues sobbing. I stand up and place one of my hands on his shoulder while the os rubbing his arm reassuringly.

[Dan POV]

Lester is here. He tries calming me down by rubbing my arm. Why is he here. I'm not complaining, but why? I ignore the thought and just jump into his arms. He hugs me tightly as I cry into his chest.

"L-L-L-L-Lester s-s-she was a-a-all I-I had l-left!" I embrace him like he was the only thing that could keep me alive.

"Y-you can call me Phil. And I-I'm so s-sorry a-about y-your m-mum," I froze.

"H-how d-did you kn-know?"

"I- uh-" I look up at him. He looks lost.

"Ph-Phil?"

"W-well y-you left y-your phone o-on the c-call a-and I re-replayed the v-voicemail... I-I'm s-sorry Daniel. I g-got c-curious about wh-what upset you. I... I just wanted to be there for you Daniel."

"I... I might give f-friendship with you a chance... A-as long as you don't i-intentionally hurt me..." I say pathetically.

"I would never!" I cry into his chest even more.

That's exactly what Pj said.