*Phil POV*
I hear a clash. Sighing, I run into the bathroom. Dan is passed out on the floor. I look down at him. I'd better put him in bed. When I bend over to pick him up, I notice his chest isn't moving. I place my two fingers on his neck. No pulse. The next thing I do surprises me, but it's all I really can do. I grab his nose, tilt his head back, and place my lips to his. I breathe into his mouth and pump my hands on his stomach.
After about 2 minutes he coughs. I sit him up while he's still groggy and dial 999.
'Hello, how can we help?'
'I need an ambulance, my friend just passed out and now he's complaining about really bad stomach cramps' I look per at Dan. He's clutching his stomach and crying. Then he falls to the side.
'I think he passed out again'
'Check his breathing for me sir?' I do so.
'he's not breathing' I begin to panic. My voice goes high and squeaky and tears roll down my face. I saved him the first time, who's to say it will work again.
'Okay sir, calm down. Here's what I want you to do. First if you give me the address that you're at we will get the paramedics there as soon as possible' I give her my address.
'I know CPR, should I do that?' Tears are still rolling down my face, but I need to put on a brave front. It won't be any good for Dan if I panic and freak out, and I need to save him.
'That would be great. An ambulance is in it's way. Make sure you keep talking to him, make sure he's awake' I agree and hang up. I lower my face to his again, and do as I did before.
'Its not working!' I scream at myself. I keep going, nonetheless. After about 3 minutes he coughs again.
'AUGH!' He shouts.
'I know Dan, I know' he opens his chestnut eyes and stares into my boring blue ones.
'Why are you so, so close, close to me?' He breathes out, still clutching at his stomach.
'You stopped breathing. I saved you Dan' tears stream down both of our faces.
'Why? We'd, we'd both pref-prefer it if-if I were-were dead' I look at him with disbelief.
'You didn't do this...on purpose?' What if this is my fault.
'Ca-calm your ti-tits. I wa-was just having a drink-drinking binge. I- I don't know wh-why I'm in s-so much pa-pain' I look at his hands.
'What happened to your knuckles Dan' he raises his arm weakly.
'I got an-angry because I'm ug-ugly, and a-all of my fr-friends hate me, so I pu-punched the mirror' he points to the cabinet, his hand shaking. I look on the floor underneath it. Glass glitters all over the floor. How did I not notice it?
'How much did you drink?'
'About tw-two bottles o-of rum a-and four vodka a-and cokes' Jesus thats a lot!
'Dan! Your head must be pounding!' He shakes his head.
'I to-took a couple of p-painkillers so my h-head wouldn't hurt' wait...I read somewhere that...oh crap!
'Dan! The alcohol reacts with pills! That's why your stomach hurts! I read that of you don't treat it as soon as possible you could...' I can't bring myself to say it. I can't let Dan die. I just can't. I feel my body shaking and tears fall down my face. My life is turning into one big episode of eastenders at the moment. He grabs my hand and pulls me in for a hug.
'I-ill be okay Ph-Phil, I'm a ve-very strong pe-person. Di-did I ever te-tell you about the time th-that I swallowed the fl-fluid from inside a gl-glow stick?' I shake my head. He tells me about when he was about 4, he had a glow stick, and he was chewing it, and all the fluid went into his mouth and he swallowed. The doctor told his parents that there was a 98% chance he wouldn't make it because the chemicals are lethal once inside you, but he survived. Apparently the doctors said it was a miracle. He strokes my hair and keeps my head close to his whilst telling me. Then there's a knock at the door.
'That'll be the ambulance' I get up and answer the door. They come in and lift Dan onto a stretcher. I follow them out of Dans apartment and down the lift. They lift him into the ambulance and I climb in after them. All the way to the hospital me and Dan were conversing, trying to keep him awake. His hand didn't leave mine once.
After 10 minutes in the ambulance we arrive at the hospital. We all climb out and run into the ward. I'm told to stay in the waiting room while they operated on him. I sit there, tapping my foot, trying to focus on anything but Dan. I try and phone PJ but he doesn't pick up. Figures. I phone Chris instead.
'Hey Phil. You'll never guess what Dan said earlier!' He laughs.
'I don't care about what Dan said! Bring PJ to the hospital now!' I give him the ward number and before he can say anything I've hung up.
*Chris POV*
'PJ! We need to go to the hospital! Get your ass up out of that room!' He appears in the door of his room, eyes red and puffy.
'No. I'm not leaving' I sigh.
'I know, Phil broke your heart, sad sad sad, but he said we need to go to the hospital right now' he looks at me sternly.
'If Phil tells me to go somewhere i definitely won't. Why do we even need to?' I shrug.
'He didn't tell me, now get your ass into the car'
'No!'
'Right, you've given me no choice' he looks at me, confused. I go over to him and grab him by the waist. I pull him out of the house and into the car, ignoring his weak attempts of escaping. I put him in the car and run back to lock the door. I push him back in as he tried to get out, then get in the drivers seat. Just as he's undoing his belt I drive out of the driveway quickly.
'I could phone a lawyer!' I laugh at him.
'And say what? 'My roommate manhandled me into the car so I could go and see my ex boyfriend in the hospital" I laugh again. Out of the corner of my eye I see his mouth twitch into a little smile. It soon drops though.
'I don't know why I have to go though, I never wanna see that bastard again!' I shake my head.
'I don't care about what you want to be honest, he sounded pretty shaken up and he may need moral support' I see him shrug.
'Wait a minute, you told me you didn't like him last month, like, just before you got together?' His face freezes and he tenses up.
'Well, I mean, you can't just, get rid of feelings that had been built up over twelve years can you?' Hmm, something doesn't quite add up.
'No, you told me that you got over him because you'd come to terms with the fact that he'd never like you, and you also told me that you didn't want to go out with him. Either you were lying to me then or you're lying to me now. What'll it be, curly?' He sighs. There's been a lot of sighing going on lately.
'Well I mean, I did get over him kind of. Like I said, if the feelings have been there for twelve years then they're gonna be there for a long time after that. But I kind of got a little crush on someone else who doesn't like me, so I decided that I would just try my hardest to not date, but then Phil kissed me, and even though it felt weird, it was comforting, so I went with it. I wasn't crying because of him when we broke up, I was crying because I felt betrayed by two of my best friends'
'Who did you have a crush on?' I ask hopefully. I still haven't told him about my feelings for him yet.
'So what about you and Dan? What happened there?' Why is he changing the subject?
'Well he broke up with me, I got over it, now I like someone else. Now who did you like?' I talk quickly, I really want to know who he fancied.
'Who do you fancy?' For Gods sake stop changing the subject!
'You, now answer me!' Then I realize what I said.
'Wh-what?' Crap. I've really done it now.
'Nothing, uh, ignore me' I focus my eyes on the road. I feel his green eyes piercing my skin.
'You...you have a crush on me?' We arrive at the hospital just as he said it.
'We're here!' I exit the car and scuttle inside, PJ following behind me. I go to the front desk, tell them where I'm going and walk as quickly as I can to where Phil is sat in the waiting room, tapping his foot. I run up to him and pull him in for a hug.
'What happened?' I ask him. His eyes fill with tears.
'Dan. He drunk loads of alcohol then took some painkillers. They reacted in his stomach, and he's in there having surgery. Hi PJ' he says over my shoulder PJ shrugs.
'PJ, Let me explain.' Phil says softly
'I don't wanna hear it!' PJ snaps back. An elderly lady looks over in our direction.
'Sorry' he whispers to her. She nods at him and looks back down at her book. I sit beside Phil and PJ sits beside me.
'What if he dies, Chris! I never got to apologise!'
'Apologise? For what?'
'I called him a... c-u-n-t Chris! I went to his house to apologise because I felt so guilty!' Oh so he was telling the truth!
'But, you don't ever swear?' He sighs.
'That's why I felt so guilty'
'But, why?' PJ looks up, knowing what's about to come.
'Well this pizza girl was hitting on me, and Dan pretended to be my boyfriend so she would leave, and obviously PJ didn't know this, and I said that it was Dans fault and that's why' a couple of tears roll down PJs face.
'I had no idea!' PJ pushes past me to hug Phil, but Phil pushes him away.
'No PJ, you didn't trust me, didn't let me explain' PJ looks down at his hands.
'Fine' he shrugs. I pull his shoulder and drag him to the toilets.
'Your just going to let him slip away like th-' I'm interrupted by the feel of his lips on mine. It takes me a while before I realise whats happening, and I pull away.
'What?' He looks at me, his beautiful green eyes staring into my own mediocre hazel ones.
'I let him slip away because I found out that you feel the same way about me' what?
'Oh, okay' then I pull him in for another kiss. We pull apart quickly when the door opens and a guy walks in.
'Hey, Charlie right?' He nods, sipping his milkshake.
'You always have milkshake don't you?' He nods again.
'So, why are you in the hospital this time?' He laughs.
'My best friend is going out with one of the nurses, and he's picking her up. What about you guys? Phil again?'
'Dan this time. He did something really stupid' Charlie nods again, understandingly.
'Well, we better go'
'Bye guys! Your secret is safe with me' he winks at me. We both blush as we exit the toilets.
As we arrive back at where Phil was sitting, we see him chatting away to a girl with curly blond hair. I soon notice that it's Carrie. She waves at us then goes back to chatting to Phil. We wander over and she stands up. She waves goodbye, smiles and goes over to who I can only assume is her new boyfriend.
'What'd she want?' I ask nicely.
'Just to be friends and stuff. The usual ex girlfriendy stuff' I set beside him and rub his back.
'Any news on Dan?'
'Nothing. What if he's not okay! What if he's not part on the 5% that survives this stuff?!' His eyes fill with tears again, and his head flops down to his hands.
'He meant a lot to you huh?' I stroke his hair. He nods sadly.
'You two are the only people I've ever been properly close to, so to have someone like Dan come into my life, that's a big deal' the doctor comes out right at that moment. This is it. The moment of truth.
'The surgery was a complete success, God only knows how he survived this one, but he must have had something to pull through for! He's under sedation right now so he's pretty much out, but you can go in and see him' Phil jumps straight out of his chair.
'Thank you, Doctor!' He smiles widely, runs into the room and sits on the armchair next to Dans bed. Dan eyes are half open, and he turns his head to face Phil.
*Dan POV*
My whole body aches. My eyes open slowly. I'm so tired. I hear someone come in, so I turn my head slowly to the side. Phil, Chris and PJ all walk in. Phil sits on the chair beside me, and PJ and Chris sit on the two chairs at the end of the room.
'Hi' I smile at him. He smiles back and his eyes fill with teas. He hugs me hard.
'I thought I'd lost you!' I wrap my arm around his neck and cry into his shoulder. Someone clears there throat behind us.
'Im sorry to disturb, which one of you phoned us from home?' Phil steps forward.
'That was me' he beckons me forward.
'Can you come with me please?' Then Phil follows him out of the room.
'Hi, Dan' Chris and PJ stand either side of the bed. I try and sit up but my stomach is in too much pain, so I scrap that idea.
'Hi guys. Why are you here? You guys hate me' Chris smiles at me.
'We don't. Phil explained what happened. Plus he didn't tell us it was you in the hospital' I smile.
'Well, thanks anyway'
*Phil POV*
'As you know, Dans condition is quite bad, so we are going to keep him here overnight to monitor his health. What is your relationship with him?'
'He's my best friend' I reply.
'Oh, I assumed you were... Anyway i just wanted to say that it's a good thing that you got there when you did. If you hadn't have phoned when you did, and if you hadn't have performed CPR when you did he probably wouldn't have made it. You saved his life, son' I...I saved his life?
'Wh-what?'
'Well done! Now go back in there' I walk back in, speechless at what I was just told.
'Hi Phil! You look like you've seen a ghost!' Chris laughs.
'What? Oh I'm fine, they said they're going to keep you in overnight to monitor your progress, you should be allowed home tomorrow!' He smiles up at me weakly.
'Guys, can you leave me and Phil alone for a minute please?' He croaks out. Chris and PJ nod and exit the room.
'Hi Phil. Listen, I wasn't lying when I said I didn't do this on purpose. But I did start drinking on purpose. I just felt like everyone was against me. I turned to the drink like a coward' he wipes his eyes and sniffs.
'Your not a coward, and you should know that I would never be funny against you! I'm sorry I called you a name' guilt still resides in my stomach from the use of foul language, but now I feel like the boy in the bed is of my doing.
'Its okay, it's just that, over the past month, I've kind of, developed these, feelings that I can't really explain, but it's like, whenever I see you, I just smile and my stomach goes all tingly. Smooth Dan, admitting your love for another person in a hospital' he says. He...he loves me? I would never have guessed! Well, talk about trying something new. I lean over and place a quick peck on his lips. He looks surprised. It actually felt really nice. His lips are softer than PJ's
'What?' He says quietly.
'That was really sweet Dan' my mouth hurts from smiling.
'So Phil...what does this make us?'
'Whatever you want this to make us!'
'So are we like...b...boy...'
'Yes. Yes we are' he smiles widely and I do the same.
'I'm sorry Phil. For everything. Ever since I walked into your life it's been nothing but a weird mess!'
'Thats okay' I lean down and kiss him.
'Normal's boring'
the end! I'm quite sad that this is ending! It's been so much fun to write, and all of your super sweet reviews make it all worth it! I might do a sequel soon but for now *sobs* this is goodbye
waaaaah!
Love you always! ~Georgie'xo~