Hesitantly pushing people out of the way to try and see who it was, hoping, praying that it wasn't Phil. "Please Mr! Please wake up!" A small girl pleaded kneeling next to the lifeless body, her voice had hints of sadness in it but mainly fear as the man didn't reply to her calls. Dan heard he calls, Mr, she said Mr. It was a man, oh god what if-. He reached the front of the crowd. His heart stopped as his jaw started to drop, his tears streaming down his face like a waterfall. In front of him lay Phil, beaten and bruised, his face had scratches and cuts all over it, blood trickling down his head then dripping onto the road. Next to him lay his suitcase which was open and his clothes were scattered everywhere and then a few feet back was his big bag, fully intact. Phil's body was sprawled over the road, it was easy to tell what had happened but why, Phil wasn't that clumsy, well with the road anyway.
As Dan stood in pure shock, the little girl turned and saw him. She was around about eight, she had long brown curly locks of hair with bright blue eyes. "Sir, excuse me sir!" Running over to the chocolate haired male she grabbed his hand and tugged on it. "You know him don't you? Dan! That's your name! Please help Dan!" She pleaded to him. "He's not replying to me!" Tears fell from her red sore red eyes. Nodding he was quick to pull his phone out dialling 999 and giving them the details needed before frowning. "You need to be here quicker! I don't care just fucking hurry!" Huffing, his phone got shoved in his pocket before running to Phil's side, the small girl chasing after him and intertwining her and Dan's fingers together. "He'll be okay right?" She asked with innocence and hope gleaming in her sea blue eyes. "Yes." Dan chocked a reply back to the small girl before dropping to his knees. "I'm so sorry Phil, I shouldn't of left today I should have put you first. If only I knew how you felt, I'd tell you I love you even more but now you…. Please don't leave me Phil, you can't leave me, I love you. Please." He begged to the limp boy who lay on the road, he didn't deserve this, if it were to happen to anyone it should have been Dan. If he had just told Phil how he felt none of this would have ever happened.
After what seemed like house the ambulance had arrived, moving Dan and the little girl aside checking Phil before moving him onto a stretcher, one of them shouting to the other. "Possible spinal injuries!" Dan chased after Phil, the small girl following after silently. "Please can I go with him?" He asked with one of the neediest tones he had ever used before, but it was completely relevant to the situation. The female who helped get the stretcher into the van nodded to both the male and smaller female moving and letting them both have a seat as her and another male started to work on Phil.
Everything was silent, nothing else in the world mattered anymore, not even the sweet girl who sat next to the lifeless male whispering "please wake up" all that mattered was Phil. His skin pale filled with crimson blood and violet bruises patched all over the rest of his skin. So many questions ran through Dan's head not everything was questions, some were thoughts like if Dan didn't go out would this have not ever happened or if he forced Phil to come with him would the male still be by his side. Happy.
"We're losing him." The woman said to the man assisting her.