Chapter 10
Phil's voice
Phil opened his eyes, yawning. He glanced and him and Dan's hands, and saw that Dan was tracing shapes on his hand. He chuckled slightly at the tickling feeling. His memory of the night before was fuzzy, he guessed him and Dan must have fallen asleep on the sofa again. He smiled contentedly, feeling happy. Then he heard the noises of machines, people walking down corridors. It crashed down on him, the wall of darkness. There was a pin prick of light however, Dan was awake. Phil lifted his head suddenly, and Dan jumped slightly. Dan smiled at him nervously and said "You're awake". Phil spluttered, still slightly in shock. "You're awake! You've been out for…" he glanced at the calendar "10 days! I was so worried you twat!" he exclaimed before running forward and crushing him in a hug. Dan laughed slightly and said "Erm, Phil, my arms!" Phil let go quickly before saying "Why? Why didn't you wait for me to come back? Even if I hadn't liked you in that way, I still would have been your friend. Why would you do that to yourself?" Dan stayed silent for a moment, wanting to awnser truthfully. Finally he said quietly "I didn't think that you would want to be my friend anymore. I thought you would hate me. I guess I didn't see the point in… well anything, without you." Phil sighed and said more calmly "Why would I have cared Dan? When have I ever come across as caring about your sexuality, or who you like? There's nothing wrong with it" Dan looked at his lap and said "You didn't… I just thought… I don't know. I didn't think I guess" Phil snorted "That's obvious. Just…. Just don't do that again ok? If something's upsetting you at all, tell me. We can work through it together. And never, ever not talk to me, I don't want to feel like I have been ever again." Dan smiled and said weakly "I promise." As he took Phil's hand back into his own. They sat there for a few moments in silence, just enjoying being together in a way they hadn't been in a long time. Eventually Dan asked timidly "Phil?" Phil squeezed his hand and said and "Yeah Dan?" Dan swallowed and said "The stuff in the letter… Did you really mean it?" Phil sat there for a moment, and before Dan could do anything, Phil was kissing him. It was a long, sweet and sorrowful kiss, an exchange of all the feelings they had both experienced in the last couple of days. Phil finally pulled away and they both smiled. "Did that awnser your question?" Phil asked and Dan replied, smiling cheekily "A little" and the leant forward for another kiss.