Dan's POV

I glanced up at the clock, the only thing on the plain white walls. 8:26 PM. I groaned. I've been in this stupid waiting room for about 8 hours just waiting. For all I know Phil could be dead. I put my head in my hands, trying to drown out the horrible cries of other people in the waiting room.

"Umm excuse me sir? Are you Dan Howell?"

My head shot up to see the nurse from earlier. I stood. "Yes I am. Is Phil alright? Can I see him?"

"Yes you can. They're done with the testing now and he's all bandaged up. Follow me," she said with a small smile.

I followed along behind here for a couple minutes. I was starting to lose track of how many hallways we went down when she finally stopped in front of a door. 24a. I put my hand on the door handle and took a deep breath. Before I could let my brain make up any other terrible scenarios, I pushed open the door and stepped into the room. I froze. Phil was lying in the bed with his eyes closed. He had a big white bandage wrapped around the top of his head. There was some reddish brown blood starting to leak through the gauze covering his forehead. He had many blue and purple bruises all over his body and stitched up cuts. His right leg was in a white hard cast.

I slowly walked over to the chair at the side of his bed. I sat down as the nurse shut the door. I slipped my hand into Phil's.

"Phil..." I whispered. "I am so so sorry. This is all my fault and you don't deserve this. I should be the one in the hospital bed right now. I know I should have supported you and if you really want to go to that college, it's okay. I hope you know that I truly fucked up and I hope you can forgive me one day for this. Because I need you. I know I'm being cheesy, but it's true," I finished. I let the tears flow down my cheeks.

"Do you really mean that?" a quiet raspy voice said. I jumped and looked up at Phil. His eyes were still closed but he has a slight smile on his lips.

"I do Phil. Every last word." He gave my hand the ever so slightest squeeze. I smiled and pressed the button to call the nurse. Less than a minute later she came rushing in.

"What's wrong?" she asked frantically, walking over to Phil's side.

"He's awake," I said smiling.

"Oh that's wonderful. Phil sweetheart? How are you feeling?" she said relaxing.

"Alright. I'm a bit dizzy. My head and leg hurt though. Could I have some water too?" he said.

"Of course. I'll be right back. I can also give you some pain meds, just give me moment," she said rushing out of the room. Phil and I sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before the nurse returned. I gently helped Phil sit up and she handed him the cup of water. He gave her a grateful smile and drank the whole thing in one sip.

"Ah thank you," Phil said clearing his throat. The nurse put what I guessed was the pain meds into Phil's IV.

"Okay Phil. Now I need to change your bandage. It might hurt a bit. And Dan is it?" she said glancing at me.

"Yes."

"I'm warning you now, you might want to leave the room. A lot of people get sick or faint when they see big cuts like this."

"No it's alright. I'll stay here." She nodded and began carefully unwrapping the bandage on Phil's head. I have a pretty high tolerance for blood, cuts, and gory things like that, but when I saw the gash in his forehead, I felt my dinner starting to rise. I held it down though and held onto Phil's hand. He winced multiple times as the nurse cleaned it and rewrapped it. It reminded me of the first time we met when I cleaned Phil's cut. That felt like forever ago but I still felt a warm smile spread across my face.

When she was done she said,"The doctor will be in to see you soon. Until then you might want to get some rest."

Phil nodded and we both thanked her as she left the room.

"Phil I am so sorry about everything. I can't say it enough and I understand if you don't want to date me anymore or you want to sell the apartment. I'm not sure why I blew up, but I am so sorry," I said quietly.

"Dan... I'm gonna be honest. I am still a bit mad at you. But I probably should have talked to you before making my decision. I committed to living with you, to help pay the bills, to keep working on our YouTube channel. But I threw that all away," he said.

"No Phil. This wasn't your fault at all. I'm just a shitty person and I only thought about myself. I didn't think about you or the future or money. I was just thinking about being away from you, and I don't know."

"It's okay Dan. You made a mistake, but you're only human."

I gave him a small smile but a really didn't know what else to say. Pathetic. He doesn't love you anymore. You fucked everything up. He was the only thing that made you happy and now look-

My thoughts were cut off when I felt Phil's lips gently touch mine. I smiled against his lips and leaned in closer.

"A-hem." I pulled back from Phil and turned to see the doctor. I blushed and looked down at my hands.

"Don't worry about it guys. My name is Dr. Gray," he said smiling. After we each shook his hand he sat down on the other side of Phil's bed and looked at his clipboard.

"So Phil, tell me. Were you drinking before the crash?"

"No."

"Do you remember what happened?"

"Yes."

"Do tell."

Phil took a deep breath and started,"Well before the crash, Dan and I... well we had a fight. I left the restaurant crying and I got into my car. I turned out of the parking lot and I was trying to get my thoughts sorted out. I went to turn onto a side street, but I guess I wasn't paying enough attention. As I turned, a car from the left lane hit me."

"Alright thank you Phil. Now your car landed upside down. In the process of your car flipping over, your leg got caught in the wreckage. It is fractured in two spots and you shattered your knee cap. You have to stay in the cast for 4 weeks. You may not put any weight on it either. We will set up an appointment at the end of the 4 weeks and we will most likely give you a brace. No weight for another 4 weeks and we will set up another appointment and go from there. Now as for your forehead, we had to give you 21 stitches. There are sterri-strips over it with gauze and a wrap. You will have to change it all out once a day. Make sure to clean the cut as best you can with alcohol. You also have a minor concussion and some bruised ribs. You will have some pain but they will heal on their own. You need to stay in the hospital for the next two days since we still have some testing to do. We just want to make sure you don't have any other head or brain damage. Phil... you are very lucky. Not just the fact you survived, but that you got out with minor injuries. It's truly incredible. You should be very thankful."

Phil gave the doctor a small smile. "Thank you for everything. I really do appreciate it."

"Of course," Dr. Gray said standing up. He shook both of our hands. "I'll leave you two alone now. But one more thing. Are you gonna sleep in here tonight Dan?"

I felt a blush creep up to my cheeks. "Umm yeah probably."

"Alright," he smiled. "I'll tell the nurse to set up a cot for you." With that he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. I turned to Phil.

"Well that's not too bad. Could definitely be a lot worse," I said.

Phil's eyes were wide and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Phil? Are you okay?"

"I... Dan. I could have died. I actually could've died," he whispered.

"Oh Phil," I pulled him into a hug. He sobbed into my shoulder for almost an hour.

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Phil's POV

Boom! The car flipped over and over. I felt my leg crush and the windshield smashed. There was blood everywhere and I felt my self dying. Dan! Dan help me!

"Phil! Wake up!"

I opened my eyes and looked up to see Dan, his eyes full of worry. A sob racked my body and Dan pulled me close to his chest.

"Don't worry Phil. You're safe now. It's all over," he whispered into my ear. I wanted to believe him but my thoughts kept going back to the crash. The glass, my head spinning, blood, burning pain... blackness. Dan crawled into the hospital bed next to me, moving around all of the wires I was attached to. He wrapped his arms protectively around my waist and I snuggled into him. I heard him start to softly snore, but I just couldn't fall asleep. My mind was racing. The crash... the crash. I could have died.