Where Did I Go Wrong? //Phan//

⇻Extra⇺

"Phil!" I screamed, something wasn't right. I hadn't felt well from the minute I woke up. I stumbled rushing down the stairs to find Phil. "Phil, please!"

"Dan!" Phil came running around the corner at high speeds. "What's wrong?!" 

"Phil, I-I" I collapsed into Phil's arms passing out. 

-- 

I woke up to white. Everything white, with a sterile smell in the air. "Phil?" 

"Phil's just gone down to get something to eat Dan. He'll be right back." I turned my head seeing PJ and - I blinked not sure if I was seeing properly - Chris himself. 

"What?" I whispered not being able to comprehend why Chris was here holding PJ's hand. 

"Dan?" Phil's voice broke through my thoughts. It was literally music to my ears. 

"Phil," I whispered quite loudly to him, "Are Peej and Chris fuckinggg?" I slurred still a bit out of it. 

"Dan, they can hear you." Phil replied copying Dan's whisper tone. "And from what I've learned, yes I believe that's correct." 

"Fuckerss. Always knew Chris couldn't swinng straight if he tried." Dan said, still trying to whisper. 

"Oi! Watch it Dan." Chris chided, yet there was no anger behind his words. 

I whipped my head from Phil to Chris. Something fell off my head I looked down seeing my white and blue flower crown now laying beside me. It matched perfectly with the hospital gown I was put into. "Wherree'd this come from? It's pretty." I mumbled. 

"I found it when I stopped by home in your wardrobe. I had to grab some clothes for you." Phil said, blushing slightly. 

"Aw thanks Philly I luvv youuu." I claimed absentmindedly. 

"I love you too Dan." 

"WAIT!" my mood swang, "HOW'D YOUU GUYS START FUCKING. WHEN'D THIS HAPPEN AND YOU DIDN'T EVVENN THINK TO TELL ME. AGH!" I scoffed. "Why are we even frienndz with Peej, Phil? Doesn't care enough to tell us anything these days. He's probably a stripperr andd picked Chris up at the club." I was back to my whisper. 

"Actually," Peej Interrupted, "no, I'm not a stripper. But thank you. It's actually quite a long story how we got together." He said looking to Chris with that glint of adoration in his eyes. 

"Pff, I'm waiting." I scoffed again. 

So, with little resistance from Chris and PJ they began their story. Me paying no mind to the ache in my side that I later learned from my appendix being removed. But I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Peej and Chris were an item. 

Chris supplied Phil and I with endless apologies which we just waved off, accepting the fact that it was in the past. If he had PJ's approval he couldn't be that bad on the inside, so it was inevitable that we were going to be friends too.