Phil's point of view

It had taken you a long time to get back to your flat, partially because you had walked slowly in order to gather your thoughts but also because traffic was incredibly bad. Once you had gotten home you walked sluggishly up the stairs, as you reached the first floor you began to hear moaning and the creaking of a bed. You thought to yourself, 'Jesus Christ Dan, Y/n needed us tonight and you got lucky instead of helping.'

Quietly, you walked into your room, got changed into some pyjamas and crept into bed. Sat alone you began to once again contemplate what was going on. So far all you had gathered was that Y/n was ill and had concealed it from you and Dan, she also had a boyfriend who had now abandoned her after he found out about her condition but in all honesty you thought it would have been better that way instead of him finding out she had cheated on him with both you and Dan, and finally, she had no idea you knew all of this about her.

Deciding to find out where Y/n is, you picked up your phone and texted her saying, 'I hope you are okay, where are you?' but you received no answer, nothing all night.

Your point of view

A pounding headache woke you as you felt the naked touch of Dan's skin as he cuddled into you. Your eyes flickered open as the light of dawn hurt your sensitive vision despite how desperately you wanted to see so that you could evaluate your situation. Once you could see clearly, you became aware that you were laying down in Dan's bed, unable to move without waking him as your bodies intertwined, you were facing away from him and felt unbelievably hung over. Eventually you managed to carefully turn your head to see Dan's face, he was half asleep as well; he was watching you with an adoring smile which shocked you because you thought he had been completely asleep the whole time. Instantly you became aware of how naked you were and began to feel unbearably uncomfortable at the fact that the only thing that concealed you from prying eyes was a blanket.

"Good morning." Dan said in what may have been a perfectly peaceful tone, but what sounded and felt to you like a kick in the face due to the hangover you had.

"Ugh…kill…me…now." You said in a dull and flat voice.

"What's wrong?" Dan's reaction was immediate, he seemed to assume you regretted last night which could have been true also but you simply had not had time to decide that yet.

You raised you hand to your forehead and closed your eyes in pain, "I've never drank so much before in my entire life."

Realisation is expressed upon Dan's face, "Stay here, I'll go get you something." As he spoke he left the bed and pulled on some underwear while you averted you eyes. "I don't know what you are looking away for, you have already seen everything." Dan said in a teasing voice but you were not in the mood for his humour so you just pulled the cover over your head as you listened to him as he left the room.

A sensation of complete nausea overcame you, causing you to quickly fall out of Dan's bed and throw on some underwear. You ran out of his room, past the kitchen which Dan was about to walk out of, past the living room and downstairs to the toilette in which you threw up what felt like the entire contents of your stomach.

You heard Dan call after you, "Are you okay?" You didn't make an attempt at a reply as you knew it would cause further vomiting to occur.

"Who's running about at this time?" You hear Phil call out playfully.

No one responds to Phil, not even Dan, because you knew he wasn't going to be happy that you were here.

Phil's point of view.

Getting no answer made you feel slightly ignored, so as you walked out of your room towards the kitchen where Dan was stood looking nervous you spoke to him again, "Well, who is the lucky lady?"

You watched as his eyes shifted around the kitchen, he was holding a glass of water and a packet of paracetamol.

"She is, well she's actually…not very well right now. Maybe you should go back to your room so I can look after her?" Dan said half unconvinced of what he was saying himself.

You nodded back to Dan and turned out of the kitchen, then unexpectedly you hear the sound of the girl throwing up.

"Oh, she really isn't well is she? I'll go check on her." You say.

"I don't think that's a good idea." As Dan speaks his voice becomes quieter with every word, he knew you weren't listening.

Your point of view.

Once more you threw up, then again but followed by dry heaving and gagging. You heard a knock on the door and looked towards it. The door slowly creaked open as Phil's head emerged from around the door. His eyes widened in shock.

"Y/n, I didn't realise…wait did you and Dan…Oh." You saw that as Phil spoke he realised what had happened, he look so unbelievably hurt.

"Phil…" When you tried to speak you threw up into the toilette again.

Phil edged over to you and hesitated but then started rubbing circles with his hand onto your back as an attempt to comfort you, but you could feel how angry he was despite how he acted. You felt ashamed at yourself, because despite how you had treated Phil he still wanted to make sure you were okay.

"It's okay…" He spoke quietly "…you'll feel better soon."

Crouching over the toilet in your bra and knickers made you feel so exposed and uncomfortable, you held onto the seat of the toilet as you attempted to stand up but nausea overcame you one more, causing you to fall back down.

"Stay here, I'll be back in a moment." Phil said as he left the room.

He returned with a soft black dressing gown which he wrapped around you to keep you warm and covered up.

"Thh…thanks." You managed you tremble out.

"I need to talk to you about something." He said out of the blue, which scared you because you had an idea about what he wanted to talk to you about.

You turned to face him and gave him a puzzled gaze.

"Yesterday I went to your flat and met your friend Anastasia and your parents. They told me about you. I know." When he spoke to you, you just looked down at yourself. "But Anastasia mentioned something about treatment, but I never found out what she meant. Tell me…please."

You shook your head at him while still looking down.