Phil P.O.V
Was he still alive? Was he going to make it?
What if he dies? Dies in my arms? Dies because of me?
I can't take this. I need him. I need him to survive. My eyes swollen and red from tears. I saw how his chest was hitching. I was starting to panic. I had only just got Dan back, well not technically, but I wasn't going to loose him again. I can't loose him. I barely survived the first time loosing him, and that wasn't even proper loosing him, this could be. He could die he could actually be gone. I let a few tears slip from my eyes.
"Phil? Phil? You need to find the wound. We can save him still" Steven said softly from behind me. Steven was the only one talking Toby and Jonathan were stood rock solid like statues. Not even blinking their eyes, prising their eyes from the bleeding boy in front of them.
"I- I-" I couldn't get my words from my mouth. I quickly decided Steven was right, we can at least try. I swiftly removed the now blood-red and soaked t-shirt only to reveal the most gruesome of sights. He had clearly been shot in the stomach, when I took his top off he made a slight grunt noise. He was still conscious. He kept fluttering his eyes; I couldn't get a word out through. I was in shock.
"Put pressure on it Phil. It will stop the bleeding a bit while I call for help" with that Steven exited the room and went to call 999.
I ravelled the blood soaked t-shirt in my hands, it didn't feel good but I'll do anything to save him, and pressed it against the gaping wound. It's still oozing with the red liquid. I pressed harder, trying to keep it mostly in. Don't give up Dan, don't give up. I began to get worried, what if he doesn't make it? What would I do? Who would I go to? I wont have the will to survive anymore, I only stayed in this life because of Dan. he was my sun in the darkness.
"P-Phil" he murmured. He just spoke, well it was very weak but it was still a work. And it was my name; he knew I was there still. I sighed in relief.
"I-it's all ok Dan. we'll save you, we'll get you to a doctor. Don't give up please Dan, please I need you I only just got you back and I don't want you to leave me again, please, I love you, stay with us now dear" I rushed out hoping he got it, he simply nodded in return, weakly, but it was a nod.
"I called them. They're on their way. I hope they come soon" Steven said as he rushed back into the room. Everything in my eyes was in slow-motion though; I could be minutes away from loosing the love of my life yet I wasn't running around going mad. I just needed to hold him, maybe it was going to be the last time I could.
"W-who? WHO DID YOU CALL!?" Jonathan yelled. I thought he wasn't even listening to what was happening.
"The ambulance and the police. They're getting here in the next 5 minutes" Steven said calmly. He was now knelt down next to me and the, now, heaving body of Dan. I saw how his breathing changed. Its getting difficult for him, I can see the way that his chest is sharply going up and down. I cant see him like this, a stray tear ran down my cheek and splashed onto his chest. I applied the pressure more now.
I looked up and the last I saw was Toby and Jonathan, in sync, running for the door. They were running away from this? Running away from the police? But why was Toby running, he didn't do anything, was it the guilt? Was it the shock? Was it Jonathan? I shook my head and let more tears come from my eyes. The police will get them. They will go into jail. They will be locked away for murder. Murder, it's a cruel word I hate using it.
"Dan?! Dan!" I looked down and saw how Dan's eyes were fluttering shut, no no no. I thought to myself, he cant be dying he cant. "Dan! Open your eyes please! The doctors will be here soon, they can save you Dan, please, oh god please!" I hardly took a breath until I stopped talking.
"P-Phil- I-" he cut himself off with a groan. He really was struggling. I gave the t-shirt to Steven he got it and applied the pressure. I crawled around and sat by Dan's head. I pulled his body onto my lap so his head was on my stomach. I stroked my fingers through his brown, smooth hair. I placed a soft kiss on the top of his hair. Helping through this, I hope.
I let tears slip freely from my eyes. Where are the doctors?!
Chris P.O.V
PJ and I were still in the brush, he was still curled up on me, and I heard a noise. Like a door and then footsteps. I quickly shot up forgetting PJ was on my lap. I looked around through the top of the brush and saw 2 figures 1 slightly smaller and thinner limping behind and then one broad and tall sprinting for it. Was it the people who had the guns?
"PJ! WE NEED TO CHASE THEM, THEY'RE THE ONES WHO HAD THE GUNS THEY CAME FROM IN THE BULIDING!" I screamed and PJ shot up, quicker than ever before, I grabbed his hand and then sprinted after the two figures. They kept getting further and further away. I saw a police car and ambulance go by, they must have been going to that building, I looked at the two figures going further and further away, we couldn't catch up with them now, they were too far away. I'm sure the police will get them later.
"PJ! We need to go back to the building, what if they both got shot! Quick, we aren't going to catch them up now they're too far in front. QUICK!" I shouted at PJ and we both ran as if life depended on it, well it did in this case; we arrived back at the building. We got there and the police and ambulance weren't even there yet, they may have had to gone a different way – me and Chris did cut across quite a lot of fields when we were running.
I push in the door screaming for Phil and Dan. please answer please. "DAN?! Phil!?" I called, and PJ echoed my voice, I heard whimpers coming from one of the rooms and I glanced at PJ and we linked hands and ran in that directions till calling for the two boys who needed to live.
"I- In here!" I heard Phil's voice. I ran in the direction and was presented with the worst sight of all. Dan's body on the floor in a puddle of blood a gun the other side of the room and Phil stroking Dan's hair while a strange man pressured the wound. What happened? Who was that man?
"Oh my god" is all what came from my mouth as I rushed towards the weeping Phil and the bloody Dan. was he alive still? Was he going to make it?
Dan P.O.V
It started to get even fuzzier as everything was spinning, I knew some more people had come in but their voices were muffled and I couldn't see them very well. I knew I had Phil cradling me. I let him, I didn't want to leave him, but I felt like it was my time to be gone, what if I die here tonight? At least I got to see my baby Phil for another time. I just needed his lips on mine, just one last time until the never ending darkness took me. I needed Phil right now. Maybe if I get all my strength together for my last few minutes I will be able to tell Phil something I've always wanted to say. And maybe recite a few lyrics from our song.
I took a deep breath in, making my ribs hurt and something pressing against my stomach. It was all fading fast, I had to tell Phil. I had to.
Phil P.O.V
I saw Chris and PJ enter the room in a rush, when did they get here? Why were they here? I started to cry again, I had my lover on my lap who was slowly bleeding to death. I buried my head into his shoulder, I couldn't let him go yet. He was my one and only love, fate had brought me to him. He was the one who was going to bunk the hole in my hour glass heart, but now he was dying.
Maybe my heart wasn't meant to be happy, maybe it was always meant to be shattered and broken, loosing hope in everything again and again. I looked up at PJ and Chris, I couldn't bare see the look on Chris' face he looked broken.
"Oh my god" escaped his mouth finally and then him and PJ rushed beside me wrapping their arms around me and Dan, trying to make sure nothing could hurt us anymore. But everything was going to hurt us, nothing was going to be fixed when Dan is gone. I heard him groan slightly and open his eyes fully. The deep brown stared right into my blue eyes, I saw him start to cry. I started to cry as well. And then something shocked me.
"AMBULANCE!" they shouted. I cried. I can't let him die. Maybe they can save him.
He started to say lyrics from our song and then his eyes closed. Was he dead? Was he unconscious? What was going on? Everything went into slow motion. His voice was weak, but I could hear him.
"Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend, you have been the one, you have been the one for me. I- I love y-y-you P-Phil"
