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I darted around, looking out into the empty hallway. "I'M BACK!" yelled a familiar voice from downstairs. I let go of my breath as I realised who it was, Sam. Even though I don't want to admit it, I was kind of hoping that it was Phil. For him to come here and sweep me off my feet, leaving this nightmare behind. I walked out of the door and down the stairs, being greeted by someone hugging me. I froze on the spot before accepting the hug and pulling away, getting a proper look at my attacker. I wasn't surprised to find Sam, giving me this big dopey grin with his name tag shining bright. S.H is what it read. I did my best to cover up my disappointment as I tried to smile back. Before I knew it, Sam turned around and started to walk up the stairs. "Come on Dan, we have to leave soon and you haven't even showered" yelled Sam from upstairs. I sighed as I looked at the floor, slowly starting to climb the stairs as well. Sam probably took a shower before work so it shouldn't be too much of a problem with time. As I crossed the floor into the room, I continued to look down, not wanting to look at Sam. I went through the room to the bathroom, immediately closing the door and locking it. I put my back to the door, feeling as if I could finally breath. I ran my hand through my hair, everything will be fine, you can make it through this. I don't know why, but I felt so wrong. As if everything I had done with Sam was wrong, like I shouldn't even be in the same room as him. I shook my head, trying to rid it of those thoughts. I lifted myself off the door and towards the shower and turned on the water and undressing myself, hopping in and soon feeling the warm water on my back.

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I turned off the water and got out, feeling my hair start to drip water onto the floor. I wish I could of stayed in there for longer, hide away from everything, but Sam would get suspicious. I quickly rubbed my curly brown hair with a towel before putting it around my waist and another over my shoulders. Even though I have been dating Sam for a while, I am no where near comfortable even having my chest exposed to him. I unlocked the door and grabbed my clothes from the floor, walking out and placing them on the bed as I kept a firm grip on my towel, making sure it wouldn't unexpectedly fall down. Sam rushed into the bathroom, wiping the mirror so he could look at himself as he tied his tie. I turned around to the closet, swiftly walking in and closing the door. I have to make this quick, I don't want to risk anything. I walked through the tiny room, heading to the back where our fancy clothes stayed. Luckily, I did bring some when I came up with...Phil...ugh, back to the clothes. I picked up a white button down and black tie, accompanied with a black blazer and black trousers. Thank god I didn't have to borrow some of Sam's clothes...heh, I would always borrow Phil's clothes. Always choosing to wear Phil's over mine, any jumper I could get hold of I would wear instead of my own. Ugh, stop thinking about him, your suppose to move on. I swiftly changing into the fancy attire, picking up a pair of white socks and black shoes on my way out.

When I was back out in the bedroom, I saw that Sam was sitting on the end of the bed, putting his shoes on. He looked up at me and smiled, leaning up and getting off the bed. I gave him a quick smile and dashed to the end of the bed, sitting down and putting my socks on. I don't want to kiss him again, every time feels like I am betraying everything I know, as if I am just wrong for even being near him. "I'll meet you downstairs" chirped Sam, clearly ready for tonight. As soon as I heard the door close, I let go of my breath, letting out a deep sigh. When did my life get so messed up? I finished putting on my sock, grabbing my shoes and started putting one on my left foot. Just relax, you will fight your problems when they come, just enjoy tonight. I quickly picked up the other shoes, slipping it onto my right foot and standing up, enjoy everything whilst you can.

I opened the door, carefully closing it behind me before I started to walk down the stairs. I could spot Sam's bright ginger hair as I took the final step of the old stairs. Mum and Dad should be back soon, I'll see them later once they have relaxed after work. Sam soon opened the front door, allowing me through into the cold outside air. I rushed through the door, immediately walking over to the car and sitting in the passenger seat. Sam soon emerged from the house as well, walking towards the car and taking a seat. He put the keys into the car and drove off the drive. I kept my head looking out of the window, watching the trees slowly disappear as we reached the centre of Manchester, Sam swiftly parked the car and got out, almost running over to the equally fancy dressed family outside a posh Italian restaurant. I took a deep breath and got out the car, quietly walking over to the group. "Oh, Dan, I would like you to meet my family" Sam said, wrapping his arm around my waist. "This is my Mother, Father and little sister, Lucy" Sam continued, pointing to each individual family member as he spoke. All of them looked almost identical to Sam, only his sister looked different. "Daniel, so good to see you again" chirped Mrs Haines, walking over to me and giving me a massive hug. "My, have you grown, don't worry, I have heard great things about you" she continued, letting go of me with a jolly smile. "Good to see you Daniel, glad we can finally meet after all this time" informed Mr Haines, shaking my hand before letting go. I looked over to Sam's younger sister, she had dark ginger hair, held in a high ponytail, brown eyes and she was wearing a baby blue dress that ended just at her shins accompanied with some white slip on shoes. She was giving me this death glare, like I had just betrayed her in the worst way humanly possible. I don't really know much about her, Sam doesn't really talk about his family, but I do know that she likes YouTube, that is all I know.

Before I knew it, I was being dragged into the restaurant, the smell of Risotto and cheese in the air. The room was magnificent. The walls were a light honeycomb colour, the floor made out of semi-dark wood and the table toppers looked like something out of a Disney movie. We were soon met with a waiter, immediately smiling at us and beginning to chat to Sam's parents about the reservations. I looked back over at Sam's sister, who was behind us, to find her staring at me dead in the eye. I quickly looked away, looking down in hope that she will stop staring at me. I could feel her eyes burn into my back but I was soon dragged away by Sam, following the waiter to our table. We were sent to the back, there was this cute wooden table with a white table cloth, accompanied with a candle in the middle of the table. There were these half wood and half leather chairs on opposite ends of the table, me and Sam taking two and his parents and sister on the others. After being sat and made ourselves comfortable, Sam finally let go of my waist. I looked around the table, seeing everyone in a some conversation about some politician, even Lucy was joining in instead of staring at me, thank god. I wonder why she was staring at me though. I have literally just met her today, has Sam maybe told her something? No, he hasn't. Heh, that what I said about Phil. 'He wouldn't do that' I would say, well, look at me now. Sat with a man I don't like at all romantically, his sister who already hates me for some reason, and his parents that can't stop talking for more than five seconds. It seems like I can't trust anyone anymore. Everyone gains my trust then leaves me straight after, why do I even try anymore, I always let them in, hoping that the next one will not leave me but they do, they always do.

"So, Dan, tell me a bit about yourself". I was snapped away from my mind with Sam's mother facing me, clearly the one who asked the question. I quickly focused back on reality and spoke, "well, I-um, after univer-" "what can I get you all this pleasant evening". I was interrupted by a chipper waitress, holding a note pad and pen at the head of our table. Thank god for saving me from that awkward conversation, I don't know what I would have said. "Oh, can we have the traditional lasagne with a side of caramelised onion and mozzarella pizza dough" ordered Mrs Haines "and a bottle of champagne along side" chipped in Mr Haines. "I'll come back with your order soon" the waitress chirped before walking off into the kitchen. I sighed as I turned back to Sam's family, hoping they won't ask that question again. "This is a moment to celebrate!" Mr Haines exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air with joy. Everyone on the table just erupted with laughter, like they just got told the funniest joke in the world. I tried to laugh along, looking around to see when everyone was going to stop. Eventually, everyone's laughter died down but, before I knew it, Lucy spoke up. "Dan, can I see you outside? Now?" she said sternly, staring at me dead in the eye again. I looked around at the family before turning back to her. "S-sure" I replied, shaking a bit. All of a sudden, Lucy got out of her seat and started walking towards where we entered, passing other family's and couples enjoying their dinner. I scrambled out of my seat and stumbled behind her as we exited the restaurant.

Lucy opened the door and walked a bit out into the pavement, soon stopping. The streets were completely empty, not a car or human in sight, only the street lamps and the dark starry night. "YOU IDIOT!" she yelled, turning around to me. I was shocked beyond belief as I watched Lucy slowly starting to cry but was shaking with rage, her fists clenched tight. "What do you mean?" I asked, looking extremely confused. "How could you do this to him!" she yelled, the tears falling faster than ever. "Lucy, what do you mean?" I said, moving a bit closer to her. "Don't pretend you don't know! You know perfectly well what you did!" she yelled again, clenching her fists even tighter "I don't! What are you talking about?" I yelled back, narrowing my eyes at her. "You don't know, do you?" she said, looking at me with her glossy wide eyes, finally seeming to calm down. "Know what?" I asked, there was a long pause as Lucy looked at me, almost looking like she was debating telling me or not. "Dan, Phil has been admitted to hospital" Lucy whispered.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Phil, in hospital? "Louise went to your old apartment to talk to you with Cat but they found Phil unconscious on the floor in the living room" continued Lucy. My eyes widened as she spoke about Phil. "They got him to the hospital of London but they didn't have the treatment he needed there so they transferred him to Manchester" she continued. "Wait? Isn't that where Sam works?" I asked my eyes starting to tear up, turning my head to face towards the pavement. "Yes, he was actually on his ward" Jess whispered, whipping away her tears.

I was frozen, I just stood there until my mind did something without control "Tell Sam that we have broken up, I'll collect my stuff later" I said sternly, clenching my fists tight. Before I knew it, I was running through the empty streets of Manchester, never letting go of any speed. I carried on running till I was just across the street from this gigantic white building with the a sign saying Hospital of Manchester. I dashed in, running to the receptionist at her desk. "Name of patient" she said, turning to her computer. "Phil Lester" I replied, catching my breath "He is the sixth floor, private sweet number 58" she exclaimed, typing something on her keyboard. I ran towards the stairs and bolted up them. There wasn't a visible elevator, I needed to get up there as soon as possible. I was running as fast as I could till I reached the sixth floor. I ran through the corridor until I reached a door. "Private sweet 58" I whispered under my breath. I slowly opened the door and saw him. He was lying lifelessly on a bed, unconscious, with two tubes attached to his left arm and a monitor that seems to be revealing his heart rate. My eyes became full of tears as I ran to the chair next to the bed and sat down, my tears beginning to fall. I gently grabbed his hand and looked at his pale face. "I'm sorry" I whispered before bursting out in tears, putting my head on his body. "I'M SO SORRY!"

Author's Notes

Well, I guess you weren't expecting that. So, in other news, PINOF 9 HAPPENED! It is a funny story because I was drawing and I wanted to draw Dan and Phil so I decided on a PINOF, I remember picking PINOF three and, whilst drawing, thought 'I wish PINOF nine was out so I could draw that instead' and guess what came out when I finished the drawing? Yep, PINOF nine. I guess that sums up my life, but, now the boring stuff, chapters will be out in 1-2 weeks but comments, reads, favs and follows will get them out faster, but for now,

Goodbye my Rose's