(Phil's POV)
Today would be one of the worst days ever, I woke up in a sweat, my body was shaking and I did not feel like getting out of bed, but I knew I had to pull through or Dan would know something was up. So I forced my way out, put my light green hoodie on and shuffled down to the kitchen, where I laid my head down on the table and closed my eyes.
"Phil? You alright?" I heard Dan ask from the doorway.
"Yeah, fine..." I said weakly and stood up, the cold air hit me all at once and I collapsed, black spots dancing in my eye sight.
"Phil? Phil?!" I heard Dan yell, as he dropped to his knees by me, his hand on my head,
"You Idiot! Your fever is way to high, you shouldn't have hid this! I'm getting a Doctor." Dan said and slowly helped me up, I instantly slumped against him,
"Don't...don't leave me, please..." I said, my voice low but easy to make out,
"I have to leave for a few minutes, ok? I need to get the Doctor." Dan said, "Think you'll be alright till I get back?" Dan asked as he laid me down, I slowly nodded and pulled the covers up more.
"I'll be back, I promise." Dan said, squeezing my hand and left. I was alone, which brought tears to my eyes, I always get emotional when I'm sick, I can't help it. As soon as I was about to doubt whether or not Dan was coming back, I heard the bedroom door open and Dan walked in with a tall man, carrying a bag.
"Hey Phil, I'm back." Dan said and sat down taking my hand, the man came to stand on the other side, he had a warm smile and looked very calm,
"Hello, I'm Doctor Jones, Dan told me you collapsed this morning?" He asked, feeling my head, I nodded slowly,
"Though...I don't remember it very well..." I said sighing with relief at the cool hand,
"You are sporting a very high fever, Phil. I'm going to give you something to help with that." The Doctor said and took a syringe out, I instantly tensed up and squeezed Dan's hand harder,
"Phil, it's alright, I'm here." Dan said, knowing about my fear, he sat on my bed and took me into a hug, I hid my face in his shoulder... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(Dan's POV)
I hated seeing Phil like this, although he was six years older than me, everybody saw him as the young one compared to me, I even saw him like that. Right now I tried my best to comfort Phil as much as I could as the Doctor gave him the shot,
"It's alright, he's almost done..." I whispered in his ear, the Doctor finally pulled away and Phil's hand loosened in my grip.
"See that wasn't bad, now was it?" I asked and looked down into his eyes, which were brimming with tears, "It's alright." I say with a smile and wipe a tear from his face, "Here let's get you to bed." I said laying him back down.
"Don't...leave me, again..." Phil said, weakly, grabbing my hand.
"Don't worry, I'll just be outside the door, I have to talk with the Doctor." I said pulling the covers up, watching him fall asleep, and closing the door behind me as I left.
"He's sleeping now," I said with relief, "Is he going to be alright?" I asked crossing my arms.
"He should be just fine, give him these pills once he wakes up." The Doctor said handing me an orange bottle with yellow medicine inside.
"Thank you for this..." I said showing him the door, "I'll call if there is any changes." I said with a smile and closed the door... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(Phil's POV)
I woke up and looked around, Dan wasn't here.
"Dan!" I yelled, my voice quiet, nothing happened. I quietly climbed out of bed, my knees buckled and I feel to the floor, "Damn it..." I say quietly and support myself on the bed side table, I make my way out of my room, holding onto walls and door frames. I find him in the living room, sitting on the couch and watching TV,
"Dan..." I say quietly, leaning heavily against the door frame. He quickly turned toward me,
"Phil, what the hell are you doing out of bed?!" He yelled, not out of anger but out concern and fear,
"I didn't...know where you went..." I said looking down, tears falling down my face.
"Oh Phil, I'm so sorry. You were asleep, I didn't want to bother you...but that probably would have been better than this..." Dan said, his expression turning soft. He gently pulled me into a hug,
"Can...I sit with you..." I asked moments later, "I can't sleep, anyways..."
"Yeah but you have to take these. Doctors orders." Dan said taking out a bottle, "Two pills, once a day."
"Alright..." I say and take the pills, "What are...we watching...?" I asked turning to the TV.
"I was just flipping through the channels, did you have anything?" Dan asked helping me over to the couch, that little movement caused me to loose my breath for a moment,
"Ah...Titanic?" I suggested, "I know it's a...sappy movie..." I said trying to convince Dan to watch it.
"Alright, I'm fine with that." Dan said with a laugh. He put the movie in, draped a blanket over me and snuggled up to me.