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Chapter 13: State of Emergency

After Chris gets sick of trying he makes his way outside Phil's flat and I hear the startling crash of Phil's door behind us.

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The sound of Phil's heart monitor beating is the only thing reassuring me. I can't see him from the angle the phone is at. However, when I listen close enough over the chatter of the busy hospital, I can hear his soft breathing.

"How did I get here?"

Phil's voice makes fills my chest with distress.

I almost respond to him when my mind informs me that Chris is in the room and I manage to restrain myself.

"What's the last thing you remember?" Chris hesitantly questions.

"I remember we were talking at ou- the cafe. What happened after that?" He manages to say.

"You blacked out on me .The doctors don't know why yet but they say we are lucky I got you here when I did."

Although I feel upset he doesn't know who truly helped him, this was a better explanation than the small boy living in your phone called 999.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For bringing me here... For maybe saving my life."

I'm relieved that Phil is conscious and I let out a deep sigh of relief when consequentially hurts my injured ribs.

"Umm, don't mention it."

Silence fills the room for a few minutes and I start let my mind relax only to find myself focusing on the chatter of some nurses.

"We have to keep his medication the same. He's improving on his own."

"Yes. However, he's been here for years we need to take that into consideration."

"We are not upping his dose because he's been here longer than most. He is finally making progress, slowly but surely. Now please let me do my work."

All I could do is feel bad for whoever they were talking about. You never can know who's people are talking about and all you can do is try to picture who is going through this and how his loved ones feel.

"What's in there?" Phil's voice interrupts my thoughts.

"Oh that," I hear the sound of opening materials from around me.

"While you were out I went by your flat to pick up a few things."

I hear Phil's heart monitor speed up noticeably.

"Hey, is my phone in there?"

His words blend together and I find myself blushing from thinking about how adorable he is.

"Phil, hey, calm down. I know you can't live without your phone, it was the first thing I grabbed." Chris says with an obnoxious chuckle.

I feel myself being handed to Phil and I suddenly feel less worried when in his small hands.

"Thank you." Phil whispers softly.

Just as the silence was starting to become awkward I hear footsteps approach.

"Oh good you're awake." The nurses voice sounds kind and comforting.

"I just came in to check on Chris here. You're lucky to have someone like him in your life." I bite my tongue as to not say something sarcastic.

"But now that you're awake, how are you feeling? Do you remember anything from before you blacked out?"

"Umm, no, the last thing I remember is meeting with Chris at a cafe downtown."

I remember what happened. I think to myself, but no one would ask me, because no one knows I was there... Or that I even exist for that matter.

"Ok, while you were out we took a quick scan of your brain and everything looks normal. Could your blacking-out be stress or panic related?"

   Of course it was, he had a panic attack. And it's because of Chris, I'd never hurt him like that.

"I'm not sure," Phil responds, sounding slightly apprehensive.

   I can't take anymore of this. There's nothing I can do to help Phil from inside the phone so I space out, trying to pass time in the metal box I currently reside in.

   Phil needs to tell someone about what happened, there has to be something I can do. I can't say anything from in here without raising suspicion. I could check his health app, although I doubt he has anything in there.

My mind feels like it's going to explode, so I stop thinking about everything and pay attention to the sounds around me.

I'm greeted with Phil's voice, he sounds as if he's on the verge of tears, -if there aren't any already, - almost broken, defeated.

"We were together for two and a half years." He sniffles. He's telling the story of him and Chris, a side that none of us fans knew.

   I'm conflicted whether or not I should listen to what Phil is saying or if it would be an invasion of his privacy. Well Dan you've been in his phone for 4 days and he has no idea, I think that's invasion enough. Either way I can't keep focused on something else and my attention always wonders back to Phil.

"We had this spot, it's beautiful really. It's far away from the city and everyday life, we could go there when we needed a break or just wanted to be alone. There's a waterfall with fresh, clear water. It was always shady but not too cold, it was perfect. We would go there a lot, it's where he asked me out for the first time. I don't think I could go back there." He says, sounding a bit better, but his voice is still drenched in sadness.

As Phil continues telling the story of him and Chris- Chril, or Philis, if you will. It's obvious that Phil still loves Chris, even though he doesn't deserve Phil's love.