Moving ~ PHAN

Chapter 5

*2 weeks later after the hospital*

Dan's POV

My mum pushed me in a wheelchair out to the car. She delicately helped me into the back seat. I felt limp. Everytime I try to move, I fail. I haven't said a word since I asked Phil to stay the first night at the hospital.

The car starts. Every bump, every crack, every sound hurts. The sunlight makes me squint, my nose still covered with a white bandage, breathing feels like the hardest thing to do at this point. My chest rises, my lungs aching. It's hot, but I'm shivering.

"You deserve this." Is all my dad says, eyes locked on the road. I hear my mum say something after, but his words seemed to have blocked anything else from going in. I feel a single tear go down my face, falling onto my short sleeved shirt.

"You being around that damn boy all of a sudden. What did I do to get a gay son, huh? Is he your boyfriend?!" He yells.

I close my eyes and try to think of something else. Anything else. But the only other thing my mind seems to go to is Phil, his face, his concern. I wonder if he's ok? I wish my parents could drop me off at his place instead. I just want to have him by my side. Even if I can't speak, somehow he'd make everything better.

My arm gets violently shaken as my dad wakes me. I look down at where he shook me and watch as a bruise appears. He hadn't shook me that hard, despite it hurting very much, but my body just couldn't handle another person's touch.

When I finally get to my room I just look around. The time says "3:30" and the day is Tuesday. I hear the doorbell ring and I wonder who it could be. A couple seconds later walks in Phil and instantly I feel re energized.

"Hey," he says. I smile at him, signaling that I can't really talk. He seems to understand and talks instead.

"I figured you'd like some company?" And I nod. "Are you ok?" My voice asks him almost whispering.

"Yeah, what about you? How do you feel?" He places his hand on my arm and I get scared knowing someone's touch hurts. But instead when he rests his hand on me it soothes me, sending warmth down me. It feels calming.

Phil's POV

When I walked in the door Dan's dad gave me a dirty look, something tells me he's just like my dad. But then again, my dad hates me because I'm gay, why would Dan's dad? Is Dan gay?

After I get to Dan's room I look at him for a while. He's lay in his bed, and looks like a mess. Guilt suddenly twists in my stomach and I feel warmth rise in my throat. I breathe trying to make it go away.

I walk over to him and rest my hand on his arm as he flinches slightly then relaxes. I watch as he stares off into space, and his eyes fill with tears. What's he thinking about? I'm tempted to ask if he's ok but I don't. Tears start falling from his eyes.

"Dan?" I ask quietly, I wonder if it's me?

His face goes red and he pushes himself forward to hug me, surprised by this sudden movement I still move myself forward and hug him back.

We stayed like this for a while.  

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Yes short chapter.... but Happy Valentine's Day! I haven't done anything special, as usual, but hope you had a good day overall! 

~K