i've been lying | phan

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haven't done a spelling check yet xo

phils pov;

He smiles at me.

I smile back and grab his hand, rubbing small circles on the back of it with my thumb.

'Hey.' I say with a small smile, feeling shy.

'Hi.' Dan whispers, smiling softly.

'How are you feeling?' I ask him.
He tries to sit up but winces in pain.

'Dan! What's up?!' I yell.

'It's just my wrist,' he says, 'my left one hurts. What happened? Why am I here?'

My heart sinks. Does he not remember what happened?
Maybe he still hates me.

'What is the last thing you remember?' I ask.

'I remember that there was this website, and something happened. And then I left the house because of something? And then I got to a hotel and..' Dan pauses, 'I remember Phil. I think I remember what happened.'

'Are you still mad Dan?' I ask him, scared he'll say yes.

'No.'

I look up, straight into his eyes.
'What? I thought you'd hate me. I thought you'd never want to see me again?'

'I remember what happened in the hotel and what we said to each other Phil, we're good.' Dan smiles.

I sigh a breath of relief.
He doesn't hate me.

'How are you? Are you in a lot of pain?'

'My wrist hurts a bit and I've got a slight headache, but I think I'll be fine.'
He taps my hand reassuringly.
'How long do I have to stay here for?'

'I dunno, I can ask a nurse?' I'm about to stand up when Dan's hand holds on tighter to mine.
I look at him, questioningly.

'Please don't leave me? I don't want to be seperated from you again.' he says.

'Sure.' I smile.

As I go to sit down on the hard, plastic white chair again, Dan stops me again. He slowly lifts up his covers and shuffles to the other side of the bed and taps the empty spot next to him, looking up at me with glorious, hazel eyes.
He looks beautiful.

I quickly sit down on the bed before Dan says 'Oi Phil, don't just sit there, lay down with me, I'm getting cold.'

I allow myself to fall down next to him and I cover us in the thin (oi it's not a thicc one) hospital blanket.
Dan is still shivering.

'Are you cold?' I ask him.
Why? Phil, obviously he's cold, you're so stupid.

'Slightly' Dan laughs nervously.

I slowly shift closer to him and slip my arm around his waist and drape my other one over his chest.
I pull him closer.
He rests his head on my chest and we just lay there until I notice that he has fallen asleep on me, with a slight smile playing around his lips, eyes closed, peaceful face.

This is what I want in my life.
And I can't believe it's actually happening.

I love him.

yo sisters im back from denmark and hey look i wrote a shitty chapter

hope u enjoyed, please vote if u did, it helps me out a lot!

by the way; i wrote a quick dan and phil oneshot today called 'lovely', you can check it out if you want to; http://my.w.tt/UiNb/srBkvwOTqB

bye

don't try to sleep through the end of the world
bury me alive
cause i wont give up without a fight

stay alive