The Wrong Way Around [Phan]

Chapter 11

Dan's Pov

I didn't leave that hospital for a week. I wouldn't leave, no matter what they said, because then Phil would leave, and that wasn't happening. Not as long as I could stop it.

So I paid them to let me sleep in an empty room and I got two meals each day from the cafeteria there. But I never left. Not once.

Then came the horrific day they told me to leave. Just for a while, they said, because it would do me some good to get some fresh air. So I said I'd go for a ten minute walk and be right back.

I will never make such a horrible decision again in my life.

I had barely gotten out the door when someone ran down the street yelling at me to come back, that Phil's heart had just... stopped. For no particular reason.

But I knew why. I had broken my promise. I said I wouldn't leave him. Now he was leaving me.

I rushed back into the hospital and ran down to Phil's room. Sitting down in the chair next to his bed, I began to gently rub his hand, whispering to him that it was ok, that I was back and I would never leave him again. I truly had started to go insane.

It happened just like last time, Phil opened his eyes with a gasp and turned his head to look at me. He slowly turned it back with a groan and I leaned over the bed to look at him.

The nurses were very excited that he was awake, and were already calling in a doctor to come take a look at him. Then they all stepped back from the bed a bit, but continued watching. They knew what was coming, and as I continued leaning my face just a bit closer to Phil's, I basically forgot they were there. It was just me and him, alone in that room, an inch away from each others' faces.

And then there was no space, as I started our gentlest but most passionate kiss yet.

The moment was ruined when I heard one of the nurses go, "awwww!"

Then just a moment later the door opened as the doctor walked in. But as I lifted my face from Phil's the doctor bumped into me and shoved my face back into Phil's. Hard.

It was probably quite amusing for everyone else, however, I didn't find it all that funny.

So naturally, when the doctor asked me to leave the room, I curtly replied "no" and sat down in my chair again.

When he asked again, it was Phil who said no. I guess he decided there was no point in arguing with us, because after that he just sighed in defeat and went to the other side of the bed to look at Phil.

He did, you know, doctory stuff. I don't think either of us liked him, and Phil visibly relaxed when the man got up to leave and just said he'd inform the nurses what they needed to do with him, pills and sleep and whatnot.

And then we were alone. Neither of us knew what to say, so I decided to say the only thing I could think of;

"I made you some squareflakes. They're in my room, I hope you like them."

It was true. Every time I had started crying, or crafting, I suppose, while Phil was just barely clinging to life, I had made him a squareflake so that when he woke up, because I had known he would, I could make his room look a bit less... boring. I know, it was a bit stupid and childish, but it was all I could do to occupy myself.

He just smiled up at me, his tongue sticking out of his mouth a bit, and said," doing a bit of crafting, were you, Dan?"

I nodded in reply and felt the familiar sensation of tears running down my face.

However, these tears were different, thanks goodness. I was getting sick and tired of being sad. No, these were tears of happiness, pure and utter joy flowing down my face in salty droplets of water.

And new tears were still forming as I leaned over and gave Phil another long kiss.

After a minute or so of this I heard the door open and my face was, yet again, rammed into Phil's.

Was this doctor guy trying to make me stab him or something?

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Hi everyone! Um... well, I had been going to say something, but then I kind of just completely forgot what I had been going to say... anyway, I hope you all have a great day! (autocorrect actually changed day into gay for me, and I had to go back and fix it XD)

May you one day get a time machine, go back in time and become Dan's best friend when he is six!