Missing Half of Me (PHAN)

Chapter Twenty Four

AN: Hi, I pointed out last time that it was possible for asexuals, but I am aware that they can have romantic relationships and just not sexual ones, I know asexuals are not the same as aromantics, and I would like to apologise if anyone was offended, but I didn't mean to. I do have friends who are asexuals, and I was aware they can have romantic feelings, but I made a mistake, and I would like to greatly apologise.

I do not own Dan and Phil

Dan's Pov

Months passed, and Pj and Chris's baby was so close to being born. Chris's belly was giant, and he waddled as he walked around. He was tired a lot, and was no longer at college, instead he decided to be a stay at home parents. Both Chris and Pj had large bank accounts full of money from when they were younger that had picked up tons of interest over the years, and with only one bank account, it would have been easy for them to never have to work and still live a very luxurious life.

Phil's Pov

Dan and Pj had gone shopping for a cot for the baby and some food. I had elected to stay home with Chris, and we were happily watching Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone on tv. There was a tub of popcorn in front of us, and we were happily munching on it when it happened.

Chris groaned in pain.

" Chris? What's wrong? Is it the baby?" I asked panicking slightly.

" Contractions." He muttered holding his stomach.

I knew what they were, I remembered my Mum having them, and I knew I needed to ring for an ambulance quickly. Then I would try and comfort Chris while ringing Pj.

" Okay one second Chris."

I rang the ambulance from my mobile, quickly blurting out everything that they needed to know while grabbing a wet flannel.

" How far apart are the contractions?"

" Er about seven minutes from what I can tell."

" Right. Can you stay with him and ride in the ambulance?"

I nodded before remembering that they couldn't see.

" Yeah."

The person on the phone told me that they would be ready for a Cesarean section as soon as Chris got in, and for that I was glad, I didn't want to see him in pain.

I tried to ring Pj but there was no answer. I left a voice mail before hurrying back to Chris.

I held the wet flannel to his forehead, and let him hold my hand while I tried to soothe him.

" What did Pj say?" He asked breathing heavily.

" I couldn't get in touch with him, but I will stay with you until he gets the message, okay?"

" What if he doesn't get there for the babies birth?"

" I will stay with you Chris, as long as you need me."

He grimaced up at me, and realisation hit that it was meant to be a smile.

" Thanks Phil."

" No problem."

I kept whispering words of encouragement, trying to distract Chris from the fact that Pj had not got in touch to let us know he had got the message.

The door rang, and I hurried to answer it, before hurrying back to Chris.

" Come on then." The ambulance woman said as they maneuvered Chris into the ambulance, and I followed not far behind.

The ambulance ride was rushed and yet I didn't let go of Chris's hand. I could just imagine how I would feel if I was pregnant and going into labour and Dan wasn't there, and I hoped to God that it would never happen to us.