Hi, sorry this took way too long to update. Life is hectic and I have massive exams coming up soon. I don't know when the next update is going to be, and at this rate, it does seem as if it is going to be around the beginning of December, but I am going to try and prevent that. I will try and upload when I can. Sorry.

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Phil's Pov

I met Dan at the library in the college at around four o'clock, and I still felt a little worse. Dan expressed a slight concern when he saw how pale I was, but I assured him that I was completely fine, just a little cold as I didn't have a jacket.

He tried to give me his, but I refused as I wasn't a girl.

We walked home with Chris and Pj hand in hand. It turned out that they had been waiting for us in the library.

When we got home, we all ate tea in the living room. We were having chicken, so I slipped it into some tissue in my pocket, mainly because my stomach was killing me still.

By nine o'clock, Dan and Pj were watching a film in the living room, and I was sitting with Chris, and we were talking about pretty much anything. The pain in my stomach had increased by a tenfold, and it was killing me.

" Chris, if I asked you to do something for me, and not tell Dan, would you do it?"

" Depends." He replied, looking at me weirdly.

" I need some painkillers, and there isn't any in the house."

" Why, what's the matter?" He asked worriedly.

" I have a bit of stomach ache, Dan would worry too much."

" Fine. Back in a little bit, go and have a warm bath, it might help."

" Thanks Chris."

I heard Chris shout that he was just popping out for some sweets to Pj and Dan, before the door slammed closed. I went upstairs, and did as Chris had said, and I ran myself a nice bath. It was warm, and there was a slight bit of pain relief, but apart from that, it didn't help.

Getting out of the bath, I paused, curling into the fetal position as the pain continued to increase. There was knock on the door, and I paused, biting into my lip, trying to stop any squeaks of pain.

" Phil? Are you okay?"

" I'm fine Dan."

" Okay. Chris is back."

" Oh."

" He bought you some chocolate."

" Tell him thanks. Also if he could bring it up here. I am nearly dressed."

" Alright."

I heard his footsteps echoing, and I let out a sigh of relief. The pain was kind of getting unbearable, and I knew in a few hours, Dan was going to know, I wasn't that good of an actor.

" Phil."

" One second Chris."

I pulled my top on, and exited the room. He looked at me concerned before pulling him into a hug.

" Phil, take two of these, but if the pain doesn't go away in an hour, you have to tell Dan or I will."

" Why? What does it matter? I mean he can't do anything about it?"

" He can make sure you are okay at least."

" I will tell him tomorrow morning. If it hasn't got better that is."

" Okay, go to sleep Phil."

I bid him goodnight, and I went into Dan and I's rooms. I fell asleep quickly, but I awoke a few times, the pain becoming unbearable.

By the next morning, the pain had increased, and as I promised to tell Dan.

" Phil, we will stay off college today."

" No. I will stay off. I'll be fine. You go."

We argued over the idea for a while, but I won. He ended up going to college, and I laid in bed for a while. By the hour, the pain was increasing, and I had a fever. I moved slowly into the bathroom, and got a wet cloth to press to my head. However, the room was spinning, and the pain was unbearable, and I knew that I couldn't move any further.

I sunk back against the wall, closing my eyes, hoping it would get rid of my intense fever and headache if I rested for a while.

Dan's Pov

At lunch I text Phil. I was worried, he hadn't messaged me, and he seemed so ill this morning. He didn't reply to the text before the end of lunch, and I decided maybe he was just sleeping. I was just over reacting. He would be fine, and when I got home, I would find out he had been asleep, and he was completely fine.

Phil's Pov

I had no idea what time it was, but an intense pain burned in my stomach, and I screamed at the top of my lungs. It was beyond painful, and I just wanted to be sick, believing if I did, the pain would decrease, but I couldn't.

The pain was becoming too much, and the room was fading from my sight as everyone went dark.

Dan's Pov

It was only the second day of college, and Phil was already ill. Troye had gotten some of Phil's notes, and in the classes that I took with Phil, which was pretty much just English, I had taken notes, and recorded down the homework for him.

I walked home with Pj and Chris, and when I got home, the house was eerily quiet. A shudder ran through me, and I called for Phil.

" Phil?"

Chris and Pj joined in.

" PHIL?"

I searched downstairs for him, and Pj went upstairs, while Chris went into the garden. I had no idea why Phil would be in the garden, but we decided to search there for him anyway.

" DAN! I FOUND HIM! SOMEONE CALL 999!" Pj screamed.

Chris rang the ambulance as I ran up the stairs. Phil was laid unconscious against the wall in the bathroom, and Pj was smoothing his hair in a sort of comfort. I grabbed a cloth, soaked it and then wiped his face trying to cool him down before resting it on his forehead.

Pj carried on with his actions and I held Phil's hand as Chris ran through the door.

" They're on their way. They said about ten minutes."

I was vaguely reminded of someone talking about how long a pizza would take to come, but I pushed the thought away from my mind, knowing it wasn't really appropriate when my fiancé was laid against a wall unconscious.

It was tense ten minutes as we waited for the ambulance.

Chris answered the door when the ambulance arrived, and they bustled me into the ambulance with Phil, and Chris and Pj promised to meet me in the hospital.

" How long has he been like this?"

" I don't know, I was at college."

One man was questioning me, while two others worked on Phil. They were taking blood tests, and checking his pulse, and nerves ran through me.

" When did he start feeling ill?"

" I don't know. He didn't tell me."

The ride seemed to last forever, and they got a gurney and hoisted Phil onto it as soon as we got there. They pulled him away for me, and I tried to follow, but I was distracted by a clip board with questions about Phil to fill in pushed in my face.

I answered them all, and decided to pester the nurse who was talking to the receptionist. I had seen her when Phil first came in, and she had gone with them when Phil had first been taken from me.

I could see barely concealed anger in her face as I tried to find out some information.

" It was appendicitis. He was taken for surgery. Please leave me alone."

I finally did, understanding she had no idea about when I could see Phil. An hour and a half after Phil was taken, Pj and Chris turned up, explaining it had taken ages for the taxi to arrive, and the traffic was terrible.

I explained to them what I knew, before we settled into silence as we all prayed to be able to see Phil.

We didn't get to see him for ages, and when we did, we were told to be careful as he would be sore.

We walked into a plain and boring room, where he sat in a bed, wiggling his feet.

" Phil." I breathed.

He looked up at me with a small smile.

" Hi Dan."

I walked over to him, pressing a kiss to his lips and then his forehead, and then his cheeks before kissing his lips again.

" I was so worried." I muttered, breathing in his scent.

" Sorry."

" Not your fault."

" Still."

" Hi Phil."

" Pj! Chris!"

" We were all worried Phil." Chris said hugging Phil gently.

Phil fell asleep a while after, and we all just sat, talking lightly as Phil slept on.