Dan's POV:
"Alright, so you have a level three concussion. That should heal in a couple of weeks. The cut on your head isn't very deep so, I'd say that will probably heal in seven to ten days, max. As for your stab wound, I say that should probably take a little over two or three weeks. The cuts on your arms should also take around that time to completely heal. However, since Daniel's blood was used for the transfusion, the whole healing process will be faster," explains Dr. Lane to Phil.
"O-okay," he stutters nervously. I give him a reassuring smile.
"As for you, Mr. Daniel," Dr. Lane looks down at his clipboard, "your doctor, Dr. Hernandez, says to get a lot of sleep and to stay away from things or activities that cause you stress. She also says to keep your cuts clean and to change your bandages daily. They shoukd heal in a couple of days."
"Alright, thank you," I tell him.
"No poblem," he reponds with a smile.
"Um, when can we leave?" asks Phil quietly. He looks out of the window longingly.
"Dan will be able to leave at the end of the week so that he can return to school. Unfourtuneatly, your release will be much later than his. We need to keep you here until your therapist and I discuss what to do about your relaps. I think you might have to say here for another week or two, just to be sure," Dr. Lane says.
"But I'm fine," Phil says in a frustruated tone. "I just want to go home already."
"I understand, but keep in mind that you have lost a considerable amout of your memory. We need to conduct tests and such," replies the doctor. Phil just huffs. "I'm sorry," he says before excusing himself out.
"This isn't fair," says Phil as soon as the doctor is out of the room.
"They're just doing what's best for you," I tell him.
"Whatever. What day is it anyway?" he asks
I think about his question. We got to the hospital late Tusday night. Phil woke up Thurdsay evening. Then, I apperantly slept for some eight hours. That must mean it is some time Friday.
"I think its Friday, I'm not sure."
"Lucky. You get to leave in two days while I'm stuck here," he says, annoyed.
"Trust me, I'm not going anywhere," I reply.
He gives me a confused look. "But why? You're free to go."
I mentally prepare myself to explain that I am his Prtoector for the seconds time.
"Well, Mr. Phillip. You know those sparks you feel when we touch?" I caress his cheek to prove my point.
He shivers. "Y-yeah."
"And you know those butterflies and the connection you feel when I am near you?" I get closer and closer to him, stopping inches from his face.
He gulps and blushes. "Mhm."
I glance at his lips and debate whether I should kiss him or not. I decide to kiss his cheek instead.
"I feel them too. Wanna know why that is?" He nods. "That happens because I am your Protector. Also because I love you, but let us not get off topic," I whisper the last part.
"What's a Protector?" he asks.
"Well, the name is pretty self explanatory, but basically I came to this world only to protect the One, as in you," I explain.
He stares at me with wide eyes. "Are you messing with me?"
"I'm not, I swear."
"So then if you're supposed to protect me, why are we in the hospital?" Phil asks.
I flinch at his question. "There are former Protectors, called Wanderers, that go around killing the Ones. Sadly, my old best friend was a Wanderer. I'm sure you can guess what happened. I should have done a better job at being your Protector, though," I sigh. "You wouldn't be here if I did."
"I'm alive so, you must have done something right, right?" he asks as he looks into my eyes.
"But I could have done more," I say glumly.
He puts his hands on my cheeks and smiles at me. "You did what you could and I thank you for that." Phil surprises me by giving me a small peck.
I smile back at him. "I'm so lucky to have you," I say.
He blushes. "As am I."
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Short little chapter for y'all.
Lmao I suck ass, I know. Sorry for taking forever to update. I honestly just don't have any inspiration. I just finished my novel for English so I'll probably update more.
I'm also thinking about starting to update Paranormal again so stay tuned for that.
Thank you for reading.
- Ana :)
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FanfictionDan Howell has left all of his problems behind and moved to a different town, in hopes of a fresh start. Here, he discovers that he is a Protector, Phil Lester's Protector to be exact. Just when he thinks his life is looking up, Dan's problems come...