Chapter 31: Kitchen Accident

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Aria's POV

"Finally!" I shout, closing my binder. "I'm done" I say to myself, spinning around in my chair.  I pack away all of my school stuff and go to the lounge.

When i reach the hall, I notice some Phan action happening, I slow down. Seeing as Dan has Phil pinned against the wall, spontaneously kissing him, I start smiling. "I love you, Phil" Dan says. "I love you t-" Phil sees me. "Aria" he laughs. Dan let's go of Phil and turns around. He lets out a little laugh. "Heyyy..." "phhhhhhhhhh" I circle them. "aaaaaannnnnnnnn" I say slowly. "PHAN PHAN PHAN PHAN" I yell. Phil covers my mouth and laughs. "Shh" he tells me. I giggle. "Sorry"

I sit on the couch and Dan joins me. "American Horror Story" he says. "Hmm.. I'm getting the feeling you want to watch the Hunger Games" I say playfully, turning to Netflix and beginning another episode of ahs. Phil sits next to Dan and wraps his left arm around his shoulder.

3 hours later

I sit on my bed and get out my drawing pad. I begin to hum Fall Out Boy songs when I hear something shatter in the kitchen. "Phil.." I sigh, grinning. I walk over to the kitchen and see a shattered plate on the floor, covered in blood, and Dan leaning against the counter holding his arm. "Ar-" he winces. "Aria! Quick, get me a cloth!" He commands. I run to a drawer and get a cloth, handing it to Dan. He removes his hand to reveal a deep cut on his right forearm. He tears up a bit. "That's really bad!" I panic. "We have to go the hospital. I think I need stitches" He says quickly. He clutched his arm and the cloth before running to the door. I run after him and we catch a cab to take us to the hospital.

When we reach the hospital, we quickly enter and go to the front desk. "I- I got a bad cut." He says to the woman. She calls a man behind her and before I can react, they are taking Dan to a room. "Wait here!" Dan says to me and follows the doctor quickly. I sigh and sit in a chair and call Phil, telling him to come.

It can't be that bad, I think to myself. It was just a little cut, right? I tel myself that over and over again until Dan returns with small black lines on his arm. It looks as if the doctors sewed his arm like he was a teddy bear or something. "Are you alright?!" I ask, louder than intended. "I'm okay. I'm okay.. I promise" He assures me, bringing me until a hug, my face against his chest. "I- I called Phil. He is on his way from the store" I tell my dad. He nods and we sit down in the lobby, waiting for Phil.

Author's Note

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