AN: Hello! This is my first published fan fiction and I feel really confident in it. I don't know if it's going to be long or short so stay tuned! Anyways reviews are always appreciated and enjoy!
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Dan or Phil or any others in the story;-; even though I would like a Dan or Phil for Christmas XD.
Vlogging and Driving
Phils POV:
"Hello internet friends! So Dan and I here are driving home from the airport after our adventures in North America at Vidcon." Phil said. He turned his phone so Dan was visible in the selfie style video. Dan was asleep in the passenger seat with his hood up so only his face and bangs were visible. Phil jokingly poked his cheek to see if he would wake up, but he was fast asleep.
"So it was a pretty fun trip, I mean we had a live performance and got to meet a lot of you guys which was a lot of fun! And if I sound extremely tired I am currently running on 4 hours of sleep and I caught the dreaded con plague bum bum baaaa!" he said jokingly sounding like he was in a bad horror movie. "So I am barely awake right now, I can't wait to go home and get some shut eye." His eye lids blinked nonstop as he tried to stay awake. "And it really doesn't help when Dan is fast asleep next to me, I mean he's supposed to be my entertainment. Dan you had one job!" He said jokingly into his phone. He was silent for a little with his head bopping tiredly. A pair of headlights appeared in the window shield, they were extremely bright and headed straight for the car. The other car rapidly began pressing on his horn to grab Phil's attention. They edged closer until Phil broke out of his sleep like state swerving last minute to avoid hitting the driver.
His phone dropped out of his hand and onto the floor underneath his seat. He swerved crashing into a tree on the passenger side. The windshield being to crack as the air bags were deployed. The car was totaled sitting on the bank of the road only a few cars passing nearby. The engine stop, but the headlights glistening through the fog. The windows were crushed in with the glass lying about. The passenger's side door was broken in while the driver's side was almost off the hinges. Phil used every ounce of his strength to pry himself out of the car, his face bloody and bruised. He grabbed his phone that had fallen to the floor of the car earlier. He slid the cracked screen and dialed 9-1-1 blinking in and out of consciousness. He winced in pain while trying to pull his arm up to his ear.
"Dan I'm sorry." he said turning to the car slightly to see his best friend still sleeping in the broken in passenger side. "I'm sorry…"
"Hello 9-1-1 what's your emergency?"
"Help car... Accident... send help... send ambulance... please" He said losing his fight with consciousness falling to the dirt still clenching his phone. His heart slowed and his eyes shutting.
"Sir? Hello? Are you still there?" The voice said still on call.
"Sir we will begin tracking this call help is on the way just hold on."