Hearing the world

I cant see...

Phil's POV:

Dan had been in the hospital for three days now. I haven't left, or slept, or ate. Peej and Chris have visited everyday and left when visiting times were over. Dan hasn't moved. He won't wake up.

Doctor Watson said he's in a temporary coma. Turns out the the fall was worse than I thought. All that happened was he fell. I don't even understand how it got so serious. Dan also has burn marks up his stomach and back and over some of his face, covering his eyes. Yet he still looked like the most beautiful angel in the world to me.

I was currently sitting on the blue chair next to Dan's hospital bed, just on my phone. I looked up to see my beautiful boyfriend on his bed. I reached over and grasped his hand. He always felt so cold and his skin was so much more pale, rather than his usual gorgeous tan.

*2 hours later*

I heard a cough at the door and sat up from my position on the bed. I had gotten sad and decided to sit next to Dan and talk to him for a while. I looked up to see where the cough had come from and was greeted by a smiling Pj and Chris

'Hey phil' Chris said. I got up and hugged him and then Pj.

'We were wondering if you'd like to come and get coffee from the cafeteria downstairs?' Pj asked.

'Yeah, I mean you haven't left his side for three days in a row. Come on you need a break.' Chris added.

I smiled at them warmly and decided it was a good idea. It made sense.

'Okay' I smiled a bit and kissed Dan on the forehead before walking out with Chris and Peej and down to the cafeteria.

Dan's POV:

Its so cold and dark. Very dark. I can hear muffled voices around me. Like I was in a giant bubble, excluded from everyone and everything.

I often feel warmth on my hand. Like someone's holding it. And I hear little whispers in my ear every now and then. Its comforting.

Im so confused though. I dont know whats going on. The last thing I remember is being in Starbucks with Pj and Chris and Phil. Phil. I miss him. I don't know where he is. I dont know where I am.

But I know its dark. Ever so dark. And cold. And lonely.

Phil's POV:

It was so great to just sit and catch up with my two best friends. We had just been sitting in the cafeteria in the hospital just talking about random crap.

'So how are you coping phi?' Chris looked worried, cautious, to ask the question they'd both been avoiding.

'Im fine. Its just a little lonely.' I lied. I mean it was the truth. I was lonely. But I was far from fine. Id never been more miserable. I dont know what to do with myself. All I want to do is help Dan. But I cant when he lay helpless in a hospital bed in a fricking coma.

'Thats such a lie Phil' Pj stated. I smile, it was nice to know they still cared and worried about me.

'Im sorry, I know, I just. Its been hard you know?' They both nodded and smiled sympathetically. And that was the end of that conversation.

*half an hour later*

I was back sitting in my usual spot next to Dan. Peej and Chris had left a couple of minutes ago after hugs were exchanged and promises to come visit tomorrow were given.

It was now around half one in the morning. I was sitting on my blue chair next to Dan while he slept. He occasionally moved in his sleep which made me grin widely every time. It meant that he was recovering. The doctor said once he started to move it could be a sign that he was waking up soon.