Different kind of best friend (Phan)

The hospital

PHILS POV

They quickly got Dan out of the bathtub and laid him down on the floor. I was so shocked at what I saw. I didn't even realise he was naked.

He had scratches and cuts on his legs, they could've been weeks, or even months old! Why had I not known about this!? Why didn't he tell me? I'm so angry at him for keeping this a secret from me!

Then all of a sudden my thoughts got disturbed "did you know about this?" A guy asked me with no emotion in his voice, it made me feel scared like none of this was real.

I didn't know what to do. "Do you think I would've let him do this if I fucking knew about it!?" I shouted back to him, I don't normally swear but I was just so frustrated. I thought I could trust him, I thought he trusted me?

My mind was a mess but then I snapped back into reality to notice he was naked. "Let me just go get some clothes for him" I said to the emotions less guy I really was starting to hate for no reason.

I went back to dress dan to find him lying on a stretcher being taken out of our flat. I was so shocked. You can't just put a blanket one someone and pass it off as clothes! Argh.

I followed them to the ambulance.

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A nurse came up to me "you can see Mr. Howell now sir, he's in ward E, 37" It had been several hours since he came in and I wasn't family so I couldn't be with him. I just cared so much for him, I was so scared I could feel my eyes start to tear up "thank you" I half whispered as my voice cracked up.

I walked through the labyrinth of a hospital to try and find Dans room, I got lost so I had to ask for directions.

I knocked on his door and walked in, seeing him attached to all these tubes and bandages on his head and thighs I couldn't help but cry. I broke down right there I front of him and I couldn't do anything to stop it.

DANS POV

I heard a noise, It sounded like somebody crying, I thought it was imagination. I was so tried so I tried to close my eyes and make it go away but the noise wouldn't go away, it sounded like a familiar noise but I haven't heard anybody cry in a long time.

It was Phil! It suddenly dawned on me that this wasn't my room and Phil was staring at me crying.

The last thing I remember is I was in the shower and I was trying to clean up after myself.... OH MY GOD! Did Phil know!? Why am I in hospital? Is this a mental ward? Why is he crying? Why does my head hurt? So many questions I didn't really want to ask but longed for the answer.

Phil walked over, I think he saw the shocked expression I had on my face from realisation of knowing what had happened.

"Ph.... Phil... Wh... Y....?" I clearly was very drugged up and couldn't speak properly.

"NO!" Phil was shouting at me, I was very confused and I was scared because Phil never shouts at me. "This isn't real, you're not in hospital, this is some sick twisted dream... Nightmare.... This isn't real. There is no way on earth this is real? Is it?" He seemed very confused and then started crying again.

I was now very confused on if I was dreaming or not. Was Phil dreaming and I was in it or was I dreaming and was Phil in it?

I didn't know what was happening but luckily a nurse came in which was a good distraction from my mind, she gave me some more medicine, this one out me to sleep.

PHILS POV

Dan tried to say something, "Ph.... Phil... Wh... Y....?" He whispered to me, I'm not sure that was the whole sentence but he was on a lot of drugs so he couldn't help it.

"No. This isn't real, you're not in the hospital, this is some sick twisted dream... Nightmare.... This isn't real. There is no way on earth this is real? Is it?" I said in a slightly raised voice because I didn't like shouting but I really wanted to.

I wanted to scream my lungs out and just have my thoughts cleared up because they're a mess at the moment.

A nurse came in and gave Dan some medicine. "Hey, he's going to be out for a couple of hours if you want to go home and get some things to bring back, he's going to be here for a few days because he has a concussion, he hit his head pretty hard when he fell." She said with a warm friendly tone in her voice.

I had totally forgot about that, god why am I so stupid? All I cared about was my best friend being in hospital and cutting himself! It's not fair! He's so perfect and I don't like it when he feels sad. "Yeah.... Sure..." I said half heartedly because I didn't want to leave him but I knew I had to.

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I just stood there, it was a mess. I had time to clean up but I really wanted to get back to the hospital. I went and got a bag and put in it some clothes for Dan since I never actually got dress him before they rushed him off, I packed a couple of my hoodies, a teddy I won him a few years ago, his ds, my ds, a selection of games we could play together, my phone charger.

I checked his phone which he had a text from his mom saying "hey, sweetie are you okay? The hospital rung me but I can't come to London for another week as I'm babysitting your cousin and I doubt your aunty would let me take her on a train whilst there on holiday, I'm so sorry but I will be with you as soon as I can be!!" I decided to take it but I wasn't sure he'd be aloud on it.

I walked back to the hospital making sure to call in at the shop on the way there to get some maltesers and some ribeana.

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I had only been gone 25 minuets but it felt longer. I walked back into his room. He was still asleep. So I went and sat in the chair which was in the corner of the room.

Another nurse walked in to talk to me "hey, I'm Amanda. I'd like to talk to you about Mr. Howell, is that okay?" She seemed cold, not like the other nurse.

She was older too. I nodded, too scared to say anything. "Good, we have seen some self inflicted wounds on his upper thighs, I know you didn't know anything about them but does he seem relatively happy when he is at home with you?" She asked politely, I think she could tell this is a touchy subject as I was staring to tear up again.

I don't know why I was suddenly getting a load of weird feeling ps towards Dan, "yeah, he seems happy and always full of joy except for like the past week he's been looking and feeling really ill. He constantly looks pale, doesn't eat much and sleeps a lot." I said, I didn't even think but these were signs of depression! Why didn't I realise this sooner!? I felt so stupid and I had let him down, he was depressed and I dint even notice.

"Okay thank you for your co-operation. I will come back and ask you some more questions but I'm afraid Dan will be waking up soon and it's better if he doesn't hear us talk about these things, it's a touchy subject some." She said and then left.

Dan was staring to wake up.