A/N: I know this is kinda short... It's kinda a filler chapter.
Dan's POV
We finally reached his room. Do I dare walk in? Do I really want to go in and see his lifeless body?
Fuck it. It's Phil. I told him I'd always be there for him. So this is me.. Being here for him.
God, I miss him so much. I could feel the tears burning in the back of my eyes again.
I grabbed the door and opened it.
I let out a small gasp "Oh my God"
I ran to his bed, falling to my knees. I started to sob, tears falling down my face. I didn't care if there were people around, the person I loved was barely alive.
He looked so different. His entire body was even paler than what it usually is. Apparently that's possible. He seemed so lifeless. There were all these cables connected to him, he was wearing an oxygen mask. It was so weird seeing Phil like that.
"Phil! Phil, if you can hear me, move your hand. Please, Phil! I love you! It's not your time, just.. No. Phil! Please. I love you. Just try your hardest. I know you can. You're a strong person, you'll make it through it. If you won't do it for yourself, do it for me."
I grabbed his hand and cried into it. I can't believe this happened. Just because of a stupid fight.
I can't believe it. The last thing he said to me was 'I'm sorry, Dan. You deserve better.' No I don't deserve fucking better!
The nurse walked to the door "I'll leave you alone."
I stood up and grabbed a chair and put it right next to his bed. I held his hand "Phil, I told you I'm not leaving you. I'm staying here until you wake. You will wake up. No maybes. You-Will-Wake-Up."
2 Days later
I was sitting next to his body. He was still in the hospital. He wasn't getting any worse, but he wasn't getting any better either.
I stood up from the chair, and started pacing around the room. The fans have no idea about Phil. How am I going to tell them?! Tell them that Phil may not make it. This is so hard.
I remember that one time we went to the hospital, a few years ago. Phil was there with me the entire time. I was so scared, I didn't know what was going on. He even took a picture of me, so he could show me how I looked like when I was in the hospital bed.
I'll do that. I'll take a picture of Phil. I'll take a picture of him, so then when he wakes up and gets better, I can show him how he looked like. He'll laugh a little. Make a little remark of how it was possible to be even paler than he was. He'll lift my chin, tell me that it was a miracle, then he'll say 'I love you' and then he'll kiss me softly on the lips.
No, I'm not in denial. Phil's still alive and he'll stay alive for a long time.
The nurse came in and told me I should go home for a day, take a small break, maybe take a shower. I told her how I wouldn't leave his side. Then she told me if there's any change, even the smallest bit. They'll call me right away. I fought against it, but she won.
I made it back to our flat. It's weird. I haven't been here in 2 days, literally. I stayed in the same clothes since our date. I haven't taken a shower, I ate hospital food. I told Phil I wouldn't leave him. He has to wake up for this. He's never seen how dedicated I was to anything.
After I took a shower, ate some real food, and got ready for the day. I decided to make a video for the fans, tell them what's been going on.
I didn't feel like working really hard on it, just a short webcam video.
I clicked record.
"Hey guys..." I looked away from the camera, took a big breath, then looked back.
"I know you're probably expecting some funny video. And I'm really sorry for bringing down your mood." I sighed "But I have something really important to tell you."
I took another breath, I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. "So um..." a tear fell down my eye. I wiped it off "Oh God, you probably think I'm a pussy or something now." I chuckled a little.
"Okay, so... I know I should've told you, and it's been hard on me. I just didn't feel ready, I still don't." Another tear fell down my eyes. I didn't care anymore
"So... Recently. About 2 days ago. Me and Phil were at a dinner. Something happened, which I won't talk about right now. But he started running. I chased after him. I got him to stop and talk to me for a little bit. The he walked across the street..." Tears were pouring down my face, I couldn't stop it "I'm sorry" I covered the camera, and wiped my tears away.
I took another breath "He um... He walked across the street, and um..." I looked around the room, trying to calm myself down.
"The driver wasn't paying attention to the light, or how fast they were going... and they um..."
I started sobbing "I'm sorry guys." I stood up from my seat and went to get some tissues. I'll cut this part out later.
After I calmed down. I went back to the computer, which was still recording.
"Okay..." I sighed "They... They hit Phil, and he's in critical condition. The doctors said they don't think he'll make it. There's a slight chance, like a a really slim chance that he'll make it. They said that he was supposed to die the next morning afterwards, but he didn't. He's still alive, but he's still the same. Not worse, nor better." I let everything out in one breath. The tears started falling down my cheeks again.
"I'll promise to keep you updated on everything that's happening. I still can't believe this even happened. Phil didn't deserve this..." I looked down... Took another breath before the tears fell down my face, and immediately stopped the recording.
I edited the footage really quickly and uploaded it to my YouTube, 'You guys need to know this...'
I grabbed some stuff like my laptop, my phone charger, and a Totoro for Phil.
He's gonna really be happy when he wakes up and sees Totoro.
A/n: I was literally crying while I wrote this, like, seriously. I have no idea why, my life has been feeling depressing lately ;_; I'll try make the next chapter less depressing, and longer.*note* I didn't proofread the chapter, or anything. So if there's any spelling errors or some part of the story doesn't make sense, I'll fix it... When it's not 3 in the morning.
