Dan's home now. I suppose that's a good thing, and he seems like he's back to normal, but I can't cope with seeing him in a wheelchair. In a way, I think I'm more upset than he is. I'm sure he'll be walking again soon, but until then, I don't know how I'm going to cope.
"Hey, Phil." He shouts from the kitchen, "Can you get this for me?" I go through to the kitchen, and see Dan pointing at a box of cornflakes. I pull it down for him and he smiles. I know that the one thing that pisses him off most is when he can't reach stuff. It must be weird, going from over six foot tall, to four.
"Thanks" Dan mumbles, and wheels himself through to the living room to watch some anime.
"Hey, Dan" I say, and he turns around,
"Yeah?"
"I've been thinking, " I mutter, "about what I said at the hospital, about-about being in love with you?" His face darkens.
"I thought we agreed to forget about it," he says carefully.
"I know," I admit, "but I don't think we can do that. We both know that if we don't talk about it, then it'll just stay in the back of our minds forever."
Dan nods slowly, "I get what you're saying, but I don't know if it's a good idea to bring it up again."
I sigh. It was worth a shot, but Dan's never going to love me the way I love him. "Ok," I say nonchalantly. "It was a stupid idea anyway." Dan gives me a lopsided smile and turn his attention back to the tv.
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Some time later there's a knock at the door, and I frown. We didn't invite anyone over, and the postman wouldn't climb up to our apartment. I open it, and outside, there's a short man in a black suit, holding a large brown envelope.
"Hello?" I say, almost as a question.
"Good morning," he says in a posh accent, a bit like Dan's. "Is this the residence of Daniel Howell?" I nod.
"Yeah," I say, "who are you?"
"I'm from the hospital," he says, and holds the envelope out to me. "These are Daniels test results, with the examination of his back. I don't really know what's in them, but I think he should see it as soon as possible."
"Oh," I mumble and take the envelope. "Well, thanks." I shut the door on him, and wander back to Dan, in a trance.
"What's that?" Dan nods at the envelope as I go back to the living room.
"It's your test results," I say, and he stiffens. "Would you like me to open them?"
"Go on then," he says, and I rip the paper open to reveal five sheets of paper. It mostly X-Ray's and medical jargon that we don't understand, but the last page has the summary of his condition on it.
"It says you're one of the worse cases they've treated," I tell Dan, "and that- and that physiotherapists can't help you." My voice cracks. "Dan- you'll never walk again."
Dan's mouth drops open and I watch as a single tear leaks out his eye. "Why?" He whispers, "why did this happen to me?"
I can't answer him, go I just go over and hug him tightly. He wraps his arms around me and squeezes, and I can feel his chest rising up and down as he sobs. He pushes me away gently, and I can see that his face is puffy and red.
He pulls me in, closer, closer. And he kisses me, and fireworks explode in my stomach. I'm flying.
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Without You (Phan)
Fanfiction"You're my sun, you're what keeps me alive. I used to think nothing was perfect, but I was wrong. You're perfect Phil." When Dan is disabled in a car accident, Phil realises he is love with his best friend. But love seems to be impossible when milli...
