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Phil?

Authors Note:

Hi Guys! I ONLY HAVE 1 MORE WEEK OF SCHOOL UNTIL TERM BREAK!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!! I am soooo excited cause I am going away! Why you need to know that I have no idea... I don't think anybody actually reads these though sooo... ON WITH THE STORY!

Phils POV:

My mind is a blurr as I regain consisousness. I am scared. Where am I? How did I get here? What happenened? I look around, taking in my surroundings. I am in a white room, filled with gadgets and gizmos. I am lying in a bed. My body hasn't 'woken up yet so I can't move. There seems to be a brown haired boy in the bed next to me.

I realise I am in a hospital. I am so confused as to what happened. I can'r remember anything. I am getting scared. 

"Phil?" The boy stutters awkardly. How does he know my name? My mind slips into another blurr. My head hurts, but I can't see any physical injuries on my body. I suddenly rember the boy beside me.

"H-How do you know my name?" I ask, stiff with fear. He looks shocked but doesn't respond. I am really confused. I hear a bang come from the otherside of the room.

"Phillip, good you're awake" a grave, but friendly voice calls. He must be the doctor, I think.

"Right, now, Can you tell me your name, age and date of birth? Oh and I'm Dr Jones" He begins.

"Umm, you already know my name sir" I say, confused once again.

"Oh, right you must be confused. Well I am doing a test to make sure you are okay, as you have suffered minor damage to you head" He continues. 

WHAT! MINOR DAMAGE TO THE HEAD! This can't be right! I don't remember doing anything stupid at all! Dr Jones sees my expression and elborates. 

"Oh no, You don't remember a thing, do you?" Dr Jones states.

When I think about, there seems to be an exact point where I just can't remember anything. The last thing that comes to mind is the death of my parents. I cringe and try to block the memory.

"What do you think the date today is Phillip?" He asks.

"It's Phil, and maybe the 25th of May? or around then?"

Dr Jones Tsusks, and looks at me before speaking.

"Ok Phil, and it's the 10th of September."

Dans POV:

The last good thing I remember is seeing Phil's smile. I know thats cheesy and all, but it's true. I remember looking into his eyes and seeing the shocked expression on them when we made impact. Unfortuantely for me, I didn't black out so I got to exprenince it all. I sat in the back, head killing and heart racing. My brain wasn't functioning, but I knew one thing for sure, I could't move. I tried reaching for my phone but then another car smashed into the back of us and sent me flying towards the windscreen. I screamed in pain, and lay uncomfortably, waiting for help.

I woke in the hospital, confused and exhausted. I had deep cuts all over me, but luckily nothing major. I spent a couple of minutes remembering and reliving the crash. It was tortue. I was snaped out of it by movement from around me. At first I was scared, but remembered I was in a hospital. No one could hurt me here, could they? Curious to know what was around me, I sat up.

"Phil?" I questioned the mystery person. I was definatley shocked by the response.

"How do you know my name?" He responed. I was about to reply with something witty or silly, but then I remembered who he was, who I am. I stopped myself just as the doctor walked in.  

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