Wake up (phan)

One

Dan's pov

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I went to the fridge and got out the half empty bottle of champagne. I poured myself a glass.

I looked up at all the streamers and balloons as I sat down, sipping on the champagne.

"Last night was pretty crazy" I smiled to myself.

It was Phil's birthday. My daring Phil turned 28.

We had such a great time last night, we ate cake and drunk champagne and played video games and kissed and cuddled. It was perfect.

"I can't wait until Phil wakes up," I thought out loud, "he is a heavy sleeper so he might take awhile"

I finished my glass of champagne and went to get some more.

Once I finished the bootle, I opened another one.

I looked at Phil's present on the table. It was a giant Buffy the Vampire Slayer poster, with the cast's signatures on it. I haven't given it to him yet, I wanted him to be surprised when he woke up.

"He's going to love it" I said.

I couldn't wait to see his cute little face when I give it to him. His eyes wide and mouth open, him smiling up at me and saying thank you over and over again.

The idea of him being that happy makes me very happy.

I decided to make him pancakes for breakfast. He loves pancakes.

I pour the batter into the pan as I hum 'new born' by muse, his favourite song.

I serve up the pancakes and add some maple syrup over the top.

Then I go back to waiting for him to wake up.

After awhile, I check the time. 11:24pm.

He is taking a while.

"I'll just go check on him" I said to myself.

I grabbed my car keys and hopped into my car.

15 minutes later, I arrive.

I walk quickly, desperate to find Phil, and soon enough, I find him.

In memory of

Philip Lester

January 30, 1987 - January 10, 2015

Rest In Peace

I lied down next to Phil, the earth hard against my back.

"Please wake up" I whispered.

I closed my eyes and breathed in the cold air, my head ached and my chest was heavy.

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My eyes shot open and I sat up quickly.

Shit. I fell asleep. What if Phil was home waiting for me?

I ran to my car and checked the time. 3:07am.

I took a deep breath and started my car. I drove back home, not thinking at all.

I got inside and sat on my bed.

"Phil will wake up soon, very soon," I whispered, "I'll just...I'll just make sure he's okay..."

I climbed into bed and closed my eyes.

I was back at the cemetery, searching for Phil. I could feel the darkness creeping up on me. I could feel my heart breaking. I could feel Phil kissing my cheek, I could smell his scent, I could hear his voice.

"I'll see you soon, Phil" I whispered as I let the darkness cover me up, like a blanket.