b r e a t h e // phan

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•dan• (tw)

"So you are sure you're not going to tell me about you guys kissing?" Kailie asked me, elbowing me lightly with a huge grin on her face.

I rolled my eyes, "No! We didn't kiss, we don't want to kiss, and we never will kiss, Kailie! My god, how annoying can one person get?" I shook my head, though we both knew I was joking around. We both were, this was a daily occurence.

Kailie shrugged, laughing a little, "no worries, I'm notorious for being annoying."

I laughed a little, shaking my head at her ridiculous personality before sitting back as she took my hand and stuck a medicine plunger into my IV needle that was in my hand near my knuckles. Kailie had come in a couple hours after I came back from Phil's room, and now she won't stop interrogating me on what happened and how I felt and if we kissed or not. She is completely convinced that we are gay for one another, or something. I honestly don't know how that girl thinks anymore.

"Well. If you won't tell me how you really feel for him," she gave me a look and I could only roll my eyes again, "how was your actual time there?"

I shrugged. I really didn't know what to think of it. I couldn't decide whether I completely enjoyed it, or if it was slightly uncomfortable for me in a sense. It all just felt strange, mainly because I haven't really talked to any patients recently the way I had with phil, and I had never voluntarily went to someone else's hospital room before to hang out. Forced by Kailie, yes, sometimes. She would make me go out of fear that it 'may be my last time hanging out with someone as friends.' Honestly, she wasn't wrong by it, I actually really appreciate her efforts. But you see, it's just hard for me to socialize, it really was. But with Phil, it was just so... natural. The entire situation felt strange to me.

"It was... pretty cool, I guess." I shrugged, and Kailie gave me a look and squinted her eyes.

"'Pretty cool?' That's all?" Kailie pushed on, starting to push the medicine in the little IV needle. I didn't even feel it at this point.

I nodded, "I know, such a shock. However, that's all. It was pretty cool."

Kailie raised an eyebrow as she glanced at me, obviously trying to psycho-analyze everything I say, then turned away and detached the plunger from the needle. She checked my stats and wrote them down, and I sat thinking about what answers I could say to just get her to leave and stop pestering me about something that wasn't true.

"Say what you want, Dan, but I heard you guys' laughs and banters from the front desk in the hallway. I'm sure you had a blast. It's okay if you don't want to talk about how much fun you had with your crush," Kailie giggled, and I huffed, resting my head on the pillow behind me.

My irritated response only served to Kailie as a way of agreeing, saying I had a 'blast.'

Kailie opened the door, "Don't worry, I'm leaving right now. No need to attack me with threats."

I shifted in my hospital bed and grabbed my TV remote from my bedside table as I responded out of aggravation, "Okay, fine Kailie, whatever. That was the most fun I've ever had. I had an absolute blast. Happy?"

The funny part was, as I said that, I realized I really wasn't lying.

Kailie smiled at me, putting her hand on the handle of the other side of the door, "See? That's all I wanted to hear!" She laughed and shut the door, leaving me to my aggravated thoughts.

Yes, I'll admit. The time I spent with Phil today had probably been the best time I'd spent in a long time with anybody. The closest would probably be with Kailie, but she's kind of forced to bond with me; she's a nurse. But with Phil, pure joy and happiness was all I felt. The only time I felt anything other than cheerful was having to explain some of my past to Phil. I suppose that had to pop up sometime in our conversations, so I'm glad to have gotten it out of the way.