Phil's P.O.V.
It's been another week. After much convincing, Louise and Pj managed to get me out of the hospital and back to the flat to get cleaned up as I haven't been back there for about 2 weeks.
I don't want to though. Without Dan there, it's just so lonely. So quiet. I really hate it. Having Dan in my life for almost 5 years can do something to you. I miss him terribly.
I miss his voice.
I miss his laugh.
I miss his smile.
I miss his dimples.
I miss his beautiful brown eyes.
I miss cuddling with him at night.
I miss kissing those soft lips.
I miss recording with him.
But most of all, I miss him.
It's only been 2 weeks and I feel like he's dead.
I fell to the floor once I made it into the flat. I pulled my knees up to my chest and hugged them, softly crying...
After what felt like years of crying, I wiped away from my tears and headed for the bathroom. I needed a shower...
Once I finished in the shower, I felt clean after being in a hospital room for 2 weeks. Now that I think of it like that, I'm quite disgusted. Not for being with Dan obviously because there's no where else I'd rather be but for the fact I was in a hospital without cleaning for so long.
I exit the bathroom and looked at the time. It's half past 9 at night. I felt my stomach grumble. I guess with everything that's been going on, I haven't thought about my own needs.
I trudged onwards into the kitchen and turned on the lights. I made some food and sat down on the sofa in the lounge and put on Buffy.
I get sad again though knowing that Dan isn't here, watching it with me.
I eat my dinner and sigh heavily, turning off the tv and putting my dishes away.
I walk into my bedroom and climb into my bed.
"I miss you." I whispered quietly.
"I don't know what I'll do without you Dan." I thought to myself.
Some tears quietly make their way down my cheeks and I laid down, hugging a pillow close to my body and close my eyes, attempting to fall asleep.
But to any avail, it doesn't work. I sighed and sat up. I looked at the clock. It's almost half past 11. I get out of bed and make my way towards Dan's room. I gently climb into his bed and hug one of his pillows to my chest, breathing in his scent.
I smiled softly, as if he's here with me.
"That's it Phil, think positively. He'll be fine." I thought to myself again.
I crush the pillow to my chest and soon enough, I was asleep in Dan's bed.
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