Phil's POV
The line for that Lilo & Stitch movie kept replaying in my mind, "Ohana. Means family. And family means no one gets left behind. Or forgotten" that line was becoming more and real to me as Dan and I sped down the highway towards the London hotel. If this person that texted Dan Isabella's whereabouts was correct then Dan was right. We would owe them everything. When we arrived at the hotel we ran through the doors and the man at the desk quickly gave us Isabella's room number. Instead of waiting for the lift we decided to run as fast as we could up the stairs. We made it to the third floor, room three hundred and sixteen. Dan knocked on the door, "Isabella? Isabella, please!? Open the door!" he turned to me, his eyes filled with fear. I grabbed the door and twisted the lock, Dan stepped back a few feet, "Phil, move out of the way" I quickly stepped back as Dan ran towards the door and hit it hard with the force of his body. he did this several times before he popped the door open. We pushed the door open and ran into the room. "Isabella!? Isabella where are you!?" Dan cried trying to hold himself together.
Dan ran to the other side of the room, but in the corner of my eyes, I saw something. The bathroom door was shut with the light on. "Dan!" he ran towards me as I pointed out the bathroom to him.
"Shit!" he coughed as he backed up once more and rammed his body into the door. It took Dan and me seven tries till we broke the door down with our bodies. Dan grabbed the doorknob to stop it from falling backward as I pulled the door off its hinges. When we had finally got the door out of the way I felt what little hope I had left slowly fade into nothing. There on the bathroom floor, wrists slit and covered in her own blood was Isabella. "No!" Dan screamed as he ran to her side and cradled her in his arms, "N-no!" I felt tears fall rapidly down my cheeks as I tried to form words. Dan shoved his phone in my face, "Call the police!" and with no haste, I dialed 999.
*Five Minutes Later*
The police and an ambulance arrived at the hotel as dan was still cradling our little girl. Crying as they tried to take her from Dan when they finally did he was covered in her blood. We drove down to the hospital but we weren't allowed in the room with her as they worked on her almost lifeless body. We sat outside her room for hours. Crying, praying and hoping she was going to be okay. Dan laid his head on my shoulder, whilst I laid my head on his head, and soon enough we both drifted to sleep. I didn't sleep long, Dan, however, was out like a light. I think I couldn't sleep because I was worried, my mind was flooded with thoughts of what could go wrong. Suddenly, my phone rang which thankfully snapped me out of my horrible thoughts. It was Louise.
"Hello?"
"Phil, where are you? What's going on?" her voice filled with concern
"We found Isabella..."
"You did!? Oh, Phil, that's wonderful! But, where-"
"We're at the hospital...Dan's asleep and Isabella's been in surgery since ten o'clock..." I tried to spare her of the details as to why we were at the hospital as much as I could
"What happened to her?"
"Umm...she...we found her bleeding out in a hotel bathroom because of her...slit writs..."
"Oh my god Phil!" she gasped, "That's awful!" I sighed, "Well, I will stay here with Dil until you three get back alright?"
"Thanks, Louise" a small smile formed on my face
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New Beginnings
Fanfiction*SEQUEL TO RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME ALL ALONG* Nine years later and things are going fairly well for Dan and Phil. Isabella is fourteen, they adopted another kid, five-year-old Dil Dean Howell-Lester. However, when London is hit by several terror attack...
