Phil took one look at the lump of mangled and burnt metal that barely resembled a car and collapsed into Peter's arms who just set him on a chair before rushing to help the mechanics
dan had been in that for god knows how long and Phil didn't want to think about it, yet it was all he could think about
he wasn't sure he'd even be able to point out which parts were from the spoiler and which parts were from the front wing anymore
Phil spots a team member speaking to someone on his earpiece before immediately turning and walking towards him
"Phil! Dan's ok!" he chuckled with relief "he's been transported to a local English speaking hospital and he's going to be ok!"
Phil almost felt himself melt off the chair in relief but jumps to his feet and grabs his small rucksack of personal belongings
"do you know which hospital?" Phil asked in desperation, needing to see Dan ok for himself.
"uh I think he said it was called Gleneagles or something?" the team member explains and Phil was gone like a rocket
he had jumped, still trembling, into his rented road car, punched the hospital's name into the GPS system and made the 20 minute drive to the hospital dan was supposedly in
he rushes to the reception desk
"excuse me?" he asks, struggling to catch his breath
"can I help you sweetheart?" the english speaking receptionist places a kind hand over Phil's pale one to help calm him down
"I'm part of the Mercedes Benz Formula 1 time and I've been made aware that one of our drivers called Daniel Howell has been transported here following an on track crash?" Phil manages to sound as professional as possible so he doesn't worry the receptionist
the receptionist runs through some papers until she finds Dan's
"ah yes here it is!" she holds the paper up "unfortunately he's in surgery right now"
Phil's face falls and the receptionist must have noticed
"but don't worry! he's going to be out of surgery in 20 minutes and you can see him in about an hour once he's woken up and been checked over" she smiles "is that everything?"
"is there somewhere I can wait until he gets out of surgery?" Phil pleads with the receptionist
"you can wait over there by those stairs" she points to a corner of the room "I'll have someone come and fetch you once your friend can have visitors"
"thank you so much" Phil smiles and sits down to begin the agonising hour wait until he could see his best friend again
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some time later he is shaken awake in his seat and a woman's face is next to him
"oh hello" Phil smiles groggily, he hadn't even realised he'd fallen asleep
"your friend is ready for visitors now!" the woman, that Phil now recognises as the receptionist from earlier, let's him know
phil suddenly found himself wide awake and up on his feet
"he's in room 104" the receptionist calls to him as he dashes down the hallway towards the rooms
soon enough he finds himself stood in front of a sterile hospital door labelled 104
he takes a deep breath and knocks on the door
a doctor opens the door and steps outside to speak with Phil
"can I help you sir?" he raises an eyebrow at Phil
"I'm here to see Dan Howell" Phil gulps, feeling intimidated "we both work for the Mercedes F1 team and I'm his best friend"
the doctor looks at the charts in his hand before silently motioning for Phil to come in
"Mr Howell you have a visitor" the doctor speaks gently to Dan
"who is it?" Dan asks groggily and Phil's shoulders finally relax upon hearing Dan's voice
the doctor simply steps aside and allows the two men in the room to register each other's presence
"Phil?!" dan beams, right arm and right thigh wrapped in bandages and right ankle in plaster
"oh Dan" Phil rushes to his bedside, eyes watery
"I'll give you two some privacy" the doctor smiles and leaves the room
Phil sits down on the chair next to dan's bed
"what happened out there?" Phil says softly and takes dan's non-bandaged hand in his
"I heard a weird hissing noise coming from the engine bay on lap 16 and as you heard I lost control on turn 4 and slammed into the barrier" dan explains "then a spark caught on some leaked fuel and the car burst into flames"
"were you in the car?" Phil asks tentatively
"no thankfully" Phil finally let out a sigh of relief as dan explains the situation from his POV
"Charles was behind me and he pulled over when he saw me struggling to get my leg out of the car" dan motions to his ankle wrapped in a black plaster cast "he got me out just as the car went up but my arm caught some of the heat, hence the skin graft surgery and the bandages"
"how did you get the rest of you out so quickly?!" Phil asks, shocked but thankful that dan isn't more seriously hurt
"because of you" dan uses his good hand to tap Phil's nose "you making Jo and I go over cockpit safety just before the formation lap and upgrading the seatbelts meant I could undo my seatbelt and jump mostly out in time and also meant I was able to protect myself from more serious harm"
two tears fall down a shocked Phil's cheeks "really?"
"really. I am alive because of 3 things." dan starts counting on his fingers "you, Charles Leclerc and all the medical staff that worked on my burnt arm and got me to hospital in time"
"wow" was all Phil could breathe out for a few minutes "I'm so happy you're ok"
"I know" dan speaks equally as softly and squeezes Phil's hand "I know"
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AN: so I didn't mean to half predict Singapore 2023 but here we are lmao also if anyone makes a danisnotonfire joke just know I was making all of them in my head lol
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FanfictionShe's back! Welcome back everyone! I'm writing fanfic again! as always there'll be no smut here! (they'll be suggestive moments don't get me wrong because their entire careers are suggestive moments but no outward smut) hopefully 5 years of growth...
Formula 1 // hurt/comfort racing driver AU
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