Why do I always seem to get the awkward bed scenes... Anyway this is longer than the others and I'm quite proud so enjoy c:

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So I'd barely slept all night after what had happened with Dan, even his hand in mine didn't comfort me. I managed to get a couple of hours in and woke up to Dan staring at me from his hospital bed.

"Hey." I whispered, taking back my hand and running it through my hair. "You alright?"

"Well I'm still in a little pain but other than that, yeah." He smiled, trying to move his fingers and arms.

"Did you want me to fetch a nurse to see if she can tell us what's going on?" I asked, squeezing his arm re-assuringly, he nodded. I skipped out of the room and over to the nurses' station, purposely choosing the least attractive and oldest nurse for no apparent reason...

"Can I help you sir?" She asked as I stood awkwardly behind the desk.

"Urm yeah... my friend, Dan, just woke up and wanted to know what was going on?" The women nodded, scratching the mole on her chin.

"Mr Howell you mean?" I nodded and she led me back to his room.

"Right so there doesn't seem to be any major problems with your back minus a few bruises. So you can go home with some pain medication. Oh and no travelling more than 15 minutes for the next two weeks or so, don't do exercise or much standing up at any rate as it could possibly do further damage." And with that, she left.

"Two weeks? What about going home?" He sighed, allowing me to help sit him up.

"I guess you could stay at mine, I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind under the circumstances..." I smiled, trying to hide my excitement at the possibility of having Dan with me for another week. He smiled back, ear to ear.

"I guess it could be worse, at least here I have my best friend and an endless supply of lols."

"And jelly beans! Like a two week long sleepover!" I laughed, sitting next to him on his bed.

"Sounds like fun... I better get dressed then..." He replied, reaching down to get his bag.

"Dan... Do you need help? I could get a nurse or summin'?" I asked seeing the look of pain on his face.

"No... I mean I need help but it's too awkward... Ha-ha." I sighed, picking up his bag and placing his clothes on the bed. "Phil, honestly you don't need to..." I gave him a death stare,

"It's what best friends are for, right?" I say, pulling of the black t-shirt he'd worn the previous day and pulling his new plaid one around his torso. "I'll urm leave the jeans on..." I whispered sheepishly.

"Your choice..." He winked, laughing. He needs to stop doing that, he'll confuse my feels. He stood up as best he could and we left the hospital, me supporting him.

When we got back I led him straight up stairs and lay him straight in my bed, offering some more comfortable pyjama pants to change into. I went to go downstairs.

"No... Don't leave, keep me company, please?" He whispered an edge to his voice. I nodded and climbed in next to him, glad for the chance to sleep. I felt Dan edge closer, he was shivering like mad.

"Are you cold?" I asked.

"Fucking freezing." He giggled. "Would it be weird if we huddled?" He asked. Yes but I didn't give a shit.

"I guess not if you're cold..." I whispered, pretty much choking on my own heart beat. He smiled and edged closer, pulling the blanket right up to his neck and stopped just before he hit my chest.

"Thanks." He mumbled.

I woke up to find him pressed against my chest, still shivering. He had beads of sweat on his forehead and a high temperature. I rubbed circles into his back, trying to calm him down as much as possible. He wrapped his arms around my waist and came even closer.

"Hey, it's okay, don't worry." I whispered into his ear as he yelped. He wrapped his ankle around mine and squeezed. He was in pain, a lot of it. "Dan if you let me go I can go and get some of the meds the doctor gave you." I said calmly.

"Don't go, please." He cried, creasing in pain. I smoothed his hair out of his face and pulled his chin up towards me.

"Listen to me, I'll be right back okay? I promise." I quickly untangled myself from him and grabbed the pills and a drink from his bag in the kitchen. "Here you go, take this." I cried, thrusting the water and pill towards him. He gulped it down quickly.

"Come back." He whined, grabbing at my hand. I lay down next to him again and he immediately curled up right next to me, holding my hand this time. "No homo..." He whispered, nuzzling into my chest. Yep, he was trying to confuse me but right now... I couldn't care less, he obviously needed me.

"Tell me something about your past." He whispered.

"My past? Why?" I recoiled, I didn't want to talk about it.

"I can't not know about my best friends past, right?" He smiled, pulling away slightly to look into my eyes.

"Why don't you ask me some questions about it but only yes or no. I'll do the same for you, deal?"

"Deal." He giggled, squeezing my hand. " Did you ever have family problems?" He asked, a more serious look on his face now.

"Yes. Was you a weird child?" I said, hiding my embarrassment.

"Yeah I guess, were you?"

"The weirdest. Did you ever have to go to counselling of any sort?" I asked this because I needed to get something of my chest. He nodded.

"Did you?" He whispered, I nodded as well. "Oh." He pulled me in for a hug, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Is this a weird thing for best friends to do?" He asked after what felt like forever.

"Yes." I laughed.

"Do you find it weird?"

"No."

"Good." He whispered, nuzzling back into my chest and falling asleep.