High Emotions ; Phan au

Three

Phil needed to know if Dan was okay, he wanted to be there but there was something inside that didn't want to be there when Dan woke up. He wanted to Dan to fight for him. But clearly that wasn't going to work out, he walked back to is apartment unsure on what to do to himself

Dan woke up in the hospital bed. The nurse told him some stranger off the street had called in an ambulance after Dan threw up blood. Dan had alcohol poisoning. Dan tried to insist that they discharge him as he didn't really have the money to pay hospital bills. The couldnt help but listen. They advised him to keep off alcohol and Dan could have laughed. But, all he could think about was how he had hallucinated Phil on the street. He missed him. His heart hurt so much. That's why he drank so much, so his heart ache went away.

When Phil was calm and settled, he pulled out his phone ring Dans parents and explained to why Dan was in the hospital, he needed someone else to see him before he did otherwise he'd act like he cared too much.

Dan decided to stay the night in the hospital. He curled up on the soft bed and sighed. His heart was heavy. He felt like he truly had no one in the world. He wish he at least had his phone with him so he could distract himself and not think about it too much.

Phil lay on his back hoping that Dan was okay, alive, not in critical condition. His heart and head hurts from fighting and he doesn't know what to do with himself, he feels alone with nobody to call unless he was to phone Alex, but he didn't want to bother him

Dan was okay once moment and the next, he was incredibly nauseous and throwing up blood. He had no idea what happened; The nurse ran in and immediately pulled Dan onto the ICU, calling his emergency contact in his wallet, phil.

Phil was shaken out of his haze of worry and confused to a phone call, he look over to see an unknown number calling him "hello?" Phil curiously answered, hoping for it to be a junk business try to sell him something so he can end the call and go back to sleep

The operator quickly explained that Dan had been moved to the ICU and someone had to be there, and Phil was his emergency contact. Dan was glad they put him on a bunch of sedatives. He didn't wanna be awake anywag.

Phil was shaking. He was Dans emergency contact? But even more seriously Dans stage was critical, how much did he drink within the last week? Phil paced as he waited for the taxi as his car had no fuel, when the taxi arrived he felt sick with nerves as he arrived at the hospital

There was a problem with Dan's liver and stomach lining. But the reason Dan had been throwing up blood was his stomach. It was serious, yes, but not so much that it wasn't not manageable. The doctors could fix dan. It was just bit of a pain. Especially with a patient with Dan who was on the way one route to becoming malnourished.

Phil walked into the sterilised environment of the Hospital before being a lady sat down at the large desk "hi how may I help?" She asked sweetly "Hi, I've been contacted by the hospital about my friend who has been admitted here, I was his emergency contact." She nodded at me as I nervously and cautiously spoke "not a problem there sir, what's his name?" She asked "Daniel Howell." Phil responded "Okay sir if you just head down that hall down there and take a left there will be a door number with 09 on it, just wait outside there and I'll notify the staff you're here." She smiled, Phil thanked her as he walked slowly to the room Dan was in

Dan was in bed in the ICU. He insisted that they couldn't treat him because he didn't have any money to pay all the hospital bills. But they ignored his weak requests. He whined as a nurse grabbed his thin arm and injected something in his arm, making him whimper.

Phil was sat outside as he waited for the nurse to let him in, he was tired and shaky and his mind was racing with how bad the situation must be if he had an emergency call. His breaths got shaky just thinking about the worst case scenarios. Phils head was in his hands as he felt years beginning to run down his cheeks. He can't loose Dan, not yet