Family (A Dan Howell Fic)

.:My Boyfriend:.

It had been about five minutes and Dan spoke with my mum. I now realized the other man was Phil. Why were they here? It was all so confusing. She stood up and walked in when Dan took her place.

"How do you feel?" She said with a prominant Northern accent.

"Alrught, I have a headache.... What are, um, they doing here?"

"Well they took you to the hospital and called me."

"Where did they get your phone number?"

"Well I was calling you like usually, and Dan picked it up and told me you were in the E.R.."

"What time is it?"

"Almost 4:30."

I was so curious to how we met and telling from that hug, we were good friends. I couldn't have only lost the memories of two days. You can't make close friends in two days.

I sat there thinking, my mum staring at me.

"Do you want to talk to them? I don't know much, but they can probably explain it to you."

I didn't want to make a fool of myself in front of them, I wanted to be cool. I nodded to her.

The two of them walked into the room and smiled as they sat down in the chairs that my mum has pulled up. I could tell I looked scared. I was breathing hard because they were famous. And I'm not used to people.

Dan stared at me and Phil at Dan.

"You really dont know who we are?" That was more clear, I knew who they were.

"Yea, I watch your videos all the time."

"But that's it?"

I nooded and blushed...and was scared. What did he expect me to say?

They both looked at eachother.

"Um..." They both turned to me. "Could you explain to me what happened the past couple of days?"

"Oh, yea, ok." Phil said enthusiastically. Phil Lester was talking to me. And not through a camera. They were both in front of me. Casual.

"So..." Phil began, looking at Dan to explain.

"Um... So you were selling cookies for Elizabeth an-" I cut him off.

"You know Elizabeth?"

"Yea, you talked about her once." I nodded. It's so weird not remembering doing this, it's like sleep walking and waking up in the kitchen.

"Anyways, you were selling and mentioned my name, which I had not told you." Ok, I don't have to worry about embarrasing myself, I already did. I blushed.

He explained to me everything else up to the fire. He must have thought I was a loser or something. He then explained this morning in bad detail.

"So this morning you woke up and we showed you the pictures of your flat and how we were supposed supposed to go shopping for new furniture, but you hit my head as we were getting in the car."

Was that really it? How come we seemed like close friends. I was a burdon to them. Why were they even helping me? Out of pity I guess.

The nurse came in and said it was ok for me to go home. I was put in a wheel chair because I was unsteady and Phil rolled me to my mum in the hallway.

"Goodbye sweetheart." She kissed me on the forehead.

"Your not staying with me?" I asked, I didn't want to be alone.

"No, you have your boyfriend with you, youll be fine."

BOYFRIEND! Hold on. Which one of them was my boyfriend. My mum would never tease with me. She knew how fragile I was. I was secretly hoping it was Dan, but why didn't they mention that to me. She walked away and Phil continued to roll me until I put on the brakes. 'Schreeeee' The wheels went. Phil let go and I turned myself around.

"Which one of you is my boyfriend?!" I go wide eyed and Phil is facing me but his eyes motion to Dan. "What is even happening." I whisper to myself.

"She was joking." Dan admits.

"No, my mum doesn't joke about my love life. I should know, she's my mum." He looked startled. "One of you had to tell her that."

"Why didn't anyone decide to tell me that I had a boyfriend?!" Dan looked down at his phone.

"Um hello!?" I knew Phil wanted to let Dan answer too. Our eyes me and he had the most beautiful eyes. Well, I believe Phil does, But Dan is a close second.

"I'm not your boyfriend, ok, we were just together. He cringes. And the way we became together was weird and I didn't want to explain. Ok, is that the answer you wanted" I was annoyed with him. Why would I even go out with him if we've only known eachother for a day. I wheel myself to the elevator alone and i can see Phil speaking to Dan. I don't think I should feel this angry over something like this, but I was and I couldn't help it. I pushed the down button, hoping to get down in time to meet my mum. If not, I will take a taxi home.

It was a real burdon to go myself through the halls in a wheelchair, but I feel slighly less light headed and can walk. Even though, I end up almost throwing up from the movement of the taxi. I looked to pay him and realized Phil was carrying all my things. Luckily I had my phone and used iPay. He dropped me off at the Coffee Bean, right by my complex. It was quiet inside, allowing me to just think.

I don't think Dan and Phil told me the whole story. Not ust that we were 'together', but there was more to the story. I took my half filled coffee and walked down the street. It was beautiful here around Christmas time. Especially at night, it was around 7 pm. The street lamps were decorated in tinsel, there were lights on the trees, it was just gorgeous. Kind of like Dan. I had a crush on him until right now. He was rude. I would think my now ex-boyfriend would be kinder to me.

I stop to tie my laces of my boots and put my coffee on top of a dust bin.

A man came out of literally nowhere and put it inside the bin.

"Excuse me, I was still drinking that!" I look up at him. He looked familiar but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

"Miss me?" he smiled in a sweet way. He was maybe 4 or 5 inches shorter than Dan and Phil and I swore that I recognized him from somethere.

"Sorry?" He was kind of creepy.

"Oh, Sorry?" He was mocking me. "What are you going to do now without your boyfriends to help you, slut?!" I smelled alchohol in his breath.

Boyfriends? I am guessing that he is talking about Dan and Phil. Now I am 100% sure they did not tell me everything. Wait, did he just call me what i think he did?

"I think you have the wrong person." He grabs me by the arm. "Let me go!" I whip my arm out and run as quickly as I can, but I am EXTREMELY out of shape. I hear him catching up to me than tackling me to the pavement. We were literally in the only part of town that wasnt full of people. I scrape my arm against the ground, covering my face, and it totally ruined my jumper and even scratched through to my arm,. Actually, it wasn't my sweater. I don't know whose it was. He got up and kicked my arms which were now covering my face. Once, twice, and right after the third, which hit me the hardest, I saw a flashback of these two days. These intence two days. I stop struggling, and just lye there. I again, want to die. I feel my arms bleeding and bruses forming on my skin. After a few seconds, he runs away so I assume there are people coming his way. I cry to myself and feel myself becoming numb. Numb all over.

"I wish I hadn't brought up my boyfriend. My amazing boyfriend." I would be ok. But it doesn't matter anymore. I close my eyes and hear two woman scream. I was found, It wouldn't all be over. It wouldn't just end.