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phil

it had been two weeks since the accident and i missed my bear. i keep running the day through my head, trying to change it. even though it will never change what happened to dan.
i remember going to the coffee shop in the morning with pj and having deep conversations on random topics. then i proceeded to go to a theatre. dan was preforming on the piano. it was beautiful. we talked after the show and i left, telling him i'd see him later. that wasn't a lie. i saw him later in a hospital bed, unconscious.
i remember getting the phone call.
"is this philip lester?" the lady on the phone had asked me.
"yes, this is phil."
"daniel howell is in the hospital," the lady said with such a monotone voice it made me angry. "he was in an accident."
my vision got blurry. not my bear. not my best friend. not dan.
i had rushed to the hospital and convinced a nurse to let me in to see him, and that's where we are now.

dan is still unconscious. face still pale, body still lifeless. hair still curly - he would hate it. i almost laughed out loud.
"hey dan. i miss you," i said. a tear slipped out of my eye as i leaned over to kiss dan's hand. i pulled up and whispered just loud enough so that dan could hear if he was listening.
"i love you, bear."
i intertwined dan's hand in mine. oh how i wish he was awake, to reassuringly squeeze my ha-
i stopped my thought.
"dan! you're awake!"

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dan

i felt someone's hand on mine. i recognized this hand... phil. i used all my strength and squeezed phil's hand.  i heard yelling. it was phil. he had come all the time and talked to me. i wished i could reply. but now maybe i could start replying. maybe now i could wake up.

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a/n : these chapters are going to be kinda short for the time being. they might get longer but idk

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