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Chapter 5- I Will Always, Always Love You

~PHIL'S POV~

I opened my eyes. There I was, lying with my face pressed against the road. Cars had stopped moving past, people had gathered in crowds to see what had happened. I was so pumped I couldn't even feel any pain. I lay there, just for a moment, listening. People were screaming and shouting. Cars were honking their horns. I slowly became more aware of the pulsing pain seeping through my skull. I needed to see for myself what had happened. I shuffled my hands in front of my chest, and painfully pushed myself up. I felt off balance, but regained my stature and looked around.

Like I heard, people of all ages were watching intently from the pavement. Some were crying and others just stared. I needed to know what I was doing lying with my face in the middle of the road. I stumbled over to the crowd, begging for answers. Most of them seemed preoccupied in something, so I moved a little further down the road to see a car, windscreen smashed, ill-placed in the middle. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw it was empty, thankfully no one had been hurt in whatever had gone on previous to my waking.

I carried on walking, eventually to see blood by my feet. My heart once again started racing. I turned to face the front of the car, and that's when time felt like it stood still.

The flashbacks started. There had been a crash- I should have been hit. That should have been me. Whoever it was, they saved my life. I needed to show them how thankful I was. Why would someone shove me out the way and get hit themselves? No one around here knew me, or cared, or would have done anything heroic. This is London, come on! There was no ambulance, fire brigade, anything- I had to help.

I knelt down beside the rather mangled body, checking for a pulse. Nothing. I rolled the man over, to try and feel like I was doing something to help. His jeans were ripped; one of his shoes was lying in the small patch of blood near the car. And then the situation got a whole lot worse.

"DAN!" I screamed, "DAN! Dan, you're gonna be okay bud" I paused, my body become limp and my voice breaking. "Oh my… holy fuck… argh bloody shit! What the fuck did you do Dan?!" I couldn't control the terrible vocabulary I was saying, but at this moment in time, frankly, I did not care. "…Dan…" I whimpered, holding his wrist still hoping his pulse would come back. "Please come back!" The tears streamed down my face in between my hyperventilating. 'What if Dan never came back?' I thought to myself. 'How could I cope without him?' I leant forward over what looked like a twisted corpse. "Whether you're here with me now or not, I will always, always, love you." I placed a soft kiss on his forehead, moving his hair away from his closed eyes. I clenched his hand one last time before the paramedics ushered me away from the scene.

Dan wasn't coming back. I mulled over the image of him lying there on the cold hard ground. Home didn't seem the same without him. I attempted to make a coffee to calm my quivers which had been going on since the accident an hour ago. The coffee missed the mug. I threw the spoon to the other side of the kitchen with rage. Next thing I knew, the same had been done with the kettle and the mug. I overturned the chairs by the breakfast bar and knelt to the floor with weakness. I grasped my hair with my hands, digging my nails into my scalp. I sobbed. I sobbed more than I had in my entire life put together. Times a thousand. I needed him here, to make me feel better. I reached out, hoping he would respond. Nothing again. He was really gone.

This was all my fault. If I hadn't have had feelings for Dan, I wouldn't have stormed out and he wouldn't have followed. Dan died because of me. He deserved so much more than that, he was perfect. Not just his looks, but every little god forsaken habit attributed to him being the …

"Phiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiil, answer the phoooooone, you cunt!" I managed to make out a smirk from the most embarrassing ringtone of all time. I wondered if PJ and Chris had heard the news.

"..H..Hello?" I answered quietly.

"Mr Lester, it's the hospital. We found you as the main contact in Daniel's phone." They replied.

"Dan? He's in hospital? He's alright?" I rushed out all of the words at once.

"Alright isn't the word, Philip. As you know, Dan has suffered some serious trauma. We put him in a medically induced coma, to relieve the pressure of his brain. Even then, he will probably have suffered some brain damage. We won't know until…. Or if…. He wakes up. He's not open for visitors yet; you will be able to come and see him in the morning when he will hopefully be much more stable. We just thought you would appreciate a call."

"Oh my god… ermmm.. er.. thank you for letting me know- I will definitely be there tomorrow." I hung up in shock.

'Brain damage?' I thought to myself. 'What if he can't walk, or speak? What if… what if he doesn't remember me?' Thoughts whizzed around my head. How they expected me to sleep on this I didn't know.

I still made the effort to trail myself across the hall to bed. I tucked myself in, keeping the light on. I thought of how that should have been me. I should have died today.

It reached nearly 5am until I snapped out of thinking. I closed my eyes, trying to forget all the recent events. I tried to place myself in another world, one where Dan loved me and I loved him. We were together. We sat and ate pancakes on the balcony, and fought over who was winning on Mario. For a moment, I forgot the pain.

For a moment,

I was happy.

Wow, so that took a long time to finish! Hope you at least feel slightly emotional haha. I went through every sad song in my iTunes library when writing this! Oh and please remind me next time not to stay up writing 'til 3am, I feel dead now. Once again, thanks for the follows, reviews, and faves! If you want to see more and you haven't already, make sure you hit the follow button! I won't make you wait as long for the next chapter, I promise. Until then, guys!