I enjoyed waking up with Phil, I could get used to it. The warmth of him, how cosy he felt, how perfectly he fit in my arms. We're like two jigsaw pieces fitting together so easily, made for each other.

I cautiously titled my head up so I could see the clock, it's Thursday today and it's the day I find out if I'm staying here or going home.
It's funny to think that at the start of the week all I wanted was to leave and now that's the last thing I want. But I also don't want to lie.
It was time to go to the counsellor, I groaned inwardly and carefully broke myself away from Phil. He mumbled, his cute little face scrunching up, before he snuggled into his pillow. I'd miss my adorable angel if I had to leave. I mean I'd visit him whenever I could but it wouldn't be the same. I've only known him for a few days but I feel like I've known him my whole life, I don't care how cliché that sounds.

~

"Good morning Dan" The counsellor said to me as I walked into the same room I had been in at the start of the week. She smiled at me warmly from behind her desk, everything seemed much more nerving than last week. The clocks ticking appeared to be louder, ticking around my brain.
"Morning" I greeted and gave a weak smile. She indicated for me to sit down and I did just that.
"How are you feeling?" She questioned me. I didn't know whether to lie or not... I mean I was feeling good today, but I knew if I said that she would send me home and away from Phil and then everything I was feeling before would flood back.
"Not bad..." I trailed off and looked everywhere but at her.
"You've seemed happier these past couple days" She said and I flicked my head to look at her "don't act so surprised, I keep a tab on my patients. I've heard you've made some new friends" I nodded slowly "Tell me about them" She encouraged and I couldn't help but do just that.

"Well there's PJ. I met him on day one. He's really creative and awesome. He's helped me settle in and invited me into his friendship group- I wouldn't- I wouldn't know what to do without him, he's more supportive than most of my old friends" I say most because Chris has always been just as nice to me as PJ.
"This friendship group" She started "Tell me about them" She leaned forward to show me she was listening but it only made me feel more anxious than I already was.
"There's Cook who is a bit quiet but when he does speak is immensely sarcastic. Pete who let me use the computer without question and is just there for me you know, but he's down because his girlfriend is leaving. And well, I'm scared I'll be leaving him too"
"Scared?"
"yeah" I nodded "I don't want to leave any of them, I want to be there for them for as long as I possibly can" I sighed and ruffled my hair. Dr. Hudson nodded some more and calculated what she was going to say.
"I see." She hummed "So you're worried you'll make them upset if you leave?"
"exactly!"
"It seems to me like you finally realise the impact you have on other people" she told me and I nodded in agreement "and a great one at that, you've managed to help... Phil lester."
"Yeah. He's a great friend of mine" well he was maybe more than that
"Well Dan. I'll tell you what I'll do. I feel like you're ready to leave but you will need to go to therapy twice a week rather than once." No I can't leave yet, what about Phil? She mustve seen the distraught look in my face because she continued and said "but you will be able to visit as much as you like. Don't think of this as a bad thing"
I said nothing. I was stunned. Had I really gotten better so quickly? Could she not see how much I wanted to stay here? But maybe this was good, I could go back to school and pass my exams.
"When will I be leaving?" I questioned.
"Tomorrow at 5pm. I'll call your parents to collect you" she said.

~

"Phil?" I called when I got into the room. He wasn't sleeping any more, he was just sitting on the bed looking at my drawing. His head flicked up when he heard me and he put the paper on the side. I walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, looking deep into Phils eyes. "I just talked to my counsellor"
"Oh. How'd it go?" Phil asked, completely oblivious to what I was going to say. He saw my face and tentatively stroked my arm.
"Phil..." I sighed "I'm leaving tomorrow" his hand immediately flinched away from me.
"what!?" He asked, tears threatening to burst. I hated seeing him like this, I was so worried he would close in on himself again. I was so worried he would hate me for leaving.
"Ill visit I promise, I will." I told him and reached forward to grab his hand. He turned away from me.
"Phil please" he didn't even react, it was like I wasn't even there "Phil I'll make this up to you I-I promise"
The room remained silent for a long time, my thoughts were buzzing and then I realised what I could do.
I rushed out of the room and to the only phone on the ward for patient use. Luckily no one was around. I punched in a number, damn I hope Phil doesn't hate me.
"Hello Chris?" I spoke into the phone "I need you to do me a favour"