~~PHIL'S POV~~

He's beautiful. Not handsome, not dashing, not hot. While he is a bit of those things, they aren't what I'd say he truly is. What he truly is, is beautiful. His warm brown eyes, his soft, mahogany-colored hair, and his slight smirk as he passed me all dance through my mind. It's a bit creepy, I know, but I can't stop looking over at him while he sleeps.

He just looks so peaceful, lying there. His eyes are closed and his hands are piled under his pillow, his knees tucked towards his chest. He mumbles, just a bit, while he sleeps, a few words clear enough to hear. I listen to them, his voice soft and sweet. They're nothing truly meaningful, just silly words, but I still love to listen to them, to hear what runs through his mind.

I wonder what got him in. From the stitches I can see, I'm guessing cutting. I want to know his story, all his troubles. I want to help him. It's not just attraction; I want to do more than be with him. I want to be with him, just be in his presence.

Well, now I'm just sounding like a creeper. I flip over, turning from him, and shut my eyes, falling asleep immediately.

"Phil, it's breakfast time. Get up, and get your roommate up as well, please."

"Now?" I groan to the unfamiliar voice.

"Yes, now. Breakfast is in 15 minutes in the dining room, and then Kina will give you and your roommate a tour around the wing." She says, her voice rough and scratchy, her breath reeking of cigarettes.

"Where's Kaytlin?" I ask, wondering how this unhappy smoker replaced the nice young woman.

"She'll be back in at 12. She's off shift." She calls over her shoulder, her sneakers squeaking against the floor. "And don't forget to change into your charge clothes and hand me your gown."

I sigh, my voice still slightly sore but much better than last night, and hop out of the bed. I realize I am, in fact, wearing only a gown, boxers, and my socks from last night. I also see a small bag at the foot of my bed, containing underwear and my toiletries, most likely brought from home by Lilly.

All of a sudden, a wave of guilt washes over me. Lilly… she saved me, I'm sure of it. There's no way my dad would have, and even if he wanted to he couldn't have, not in his state. All that panic I must have put her through… I feel so bad. I see a note lying just inside the bag, hidden enough that the nurses wouldn't spot it, but that I would.

You scared me so much, Phil. You nearly didn't make it. Actually, I'm sure if I didn't perform CPR on you as the paramedics arrived, and if I had found you any later, you would have died. Dad's not too pleased, but he can't do much of anything about it. He tried to talk to you, but I told the nurses beforehand not to let him in. I love you Phil, you're my only real family. You will never be a burden to me. I love you. Get better in there. They say you can call me in 4 days. –Lilly

I feel tears drip down my cheeks, slowly. I stand there, reading the note again and again. Just as I was reading the last sentence for the 4th time, I hear my roommate rustling in his sheets, and I remember I have to wake him up.

I rush over to his bedside and grab his shoulder, rocking him slightly to wake him up. He moans and nuzzles his pillow, and my heart stops for a moment. He's breathtaking when he sleeps, so peaceful, but I have to wake him up.

"Come on, breakfast is in 20 minutes." I whisper, trying not to disturb him too much.

He looks up at me, his hazy dark eyes hitching my breath in my throat. We look at each other a moment, my hand on his shoulder, and a shiver runs down my back.

"I'll be up soon." He says wearily, a small smile on his lips. I think I'm infatuated with him.

"I'll be over here, getting dressed if you need me."

I walk over to my side of the room; grab the hospital-issued clothes, a fresh pair of underwear, and my toiletries, and head into the bathroom. I take a quick shower, washing up quickly. I dry off with the thin white towel provided and begin to get dressed in the clothes they gave me, a plain white tee with grey sweatpants. It's probably the plainest clothes can get, but at least it's not bright yellow with pink all over it. My hair's still dripping wet, but I can't exactly do much about it so I step out of the bathroom to see my roommate shirtless, putting sweatpants over sonic boxers.

Instantly, my cheeks are redder than roses, and I look down quickly. He chuckles a bit at that.

"Oh, uhh, sorry. I didn't mean to…" I stutter over my words.

"Embarrassed, are we?" He jokes, obviously not so himself. My cheeks just grow hotter at this, and he laughs to himself, slipping on his shirt. "Awh, come on. I'm just teasing you."

"It's okay. I'm just not used to people, umm, talking to me. Or being half-naked in front of me."

He laughs again, amused by me. "Well, I think I can fix that." He reaches out his hand to shake mine. "I'm Dan, by the way."

I shake it, answering him. "My name's Phil."

"Nice to meet you, Phil! Come on; let's go get some breakfast. I'm starving."

We go to head out, but as I reach for the handle, I feel his hand wrap around my bicep.

"Phil?" He asks, his confidence gone, his voice shaky as I turn towards him.

"What is it, Dan?" I answer, turning around to see him, his hand still wrapped around me.

"I'm… I'm scared to go out there. I'm scared they'll judge me for… this." He says, motioning to his stiches. "I wish I had my sweater or something."

"Nobody in that room is going to judge you. We all need help, in some way or another. And even if they do, I'll be there, right next to you, and I promise I will never judge you, Dan."

A half smile graces his lips, and I have to hold myself back from leaning over and kissing him. I settle for opening the door and leading him into the cafeteria, easy to find as for the size of the wing. We didn't even have to look far, just walk down the hall until we saw a doorway, lacking a door, with the word "Cafeteria" in black writing above it. I look around and see a few people sitting around a 4 circular tables, 5 seats at each.

Dan looks over at me, a nervous smile on his cheeks, and with that, we head into the cafeteria.

I totally nearly died re-reading this. ITS SO CUTE AHHHSDJFKFL I can't. Enjoy!'