Louise was worried about Dan. He really hadn't looked great in the lobby and she was starting to wonder whether Phil knew.She was meeting Zoe and Hazel by the pool anyway so as she made her way over, she saw Phil and went over to him. He was wearing sunglasses.

'Hey Phil, where's Dan?' She asked. It would be interesting to see if Dan had been telling the truth.

'Uh, he went back up to the room.'

So he was. Well, he still didn't look well she thought to herself but she didn't want to poke her nose into Dan's business. If he wasn't feeling a hundred percent, he would probably ask for help in his own time.

'Yeah, something about getting sunburnt. Although, I think I look a bit red too so I might go back and join him. See you for lunch?'

She stopped at this. Sunburnt? That wasn't right. He had looked a bit pink though. Maybe that was why he had gone up to the room. It did make slightly more sense, but the glasses... She realised that Phil was waiting for a reply.

'Sure, text me.'

                                                                                        .~*~.

Dan woke up to the sound of the door beeping as the card was swiped. He quickly grabbed his phone and started to play the new star wars game that he had been obsessed with. But he regretted it as the room had been semi-dark and the harsh light of his phone screen made him feel dizzy.

'Oh my god, Dan, why is it so dark in here?!' Phil burst in and threw the curtains wide open. 'Let there be LIGHT!'

Dan winced as another wave of dizziness and nausea swept over him. Oh god.

'So, lunch? I was thinking we could go to iHop again as it's only across the road and we've left it kind of late-ish. We have to go and get our schedule in half and hour,' Phil said, smoothing sun cream onto his arms. 'What do you think?'

'Yeah, okay,' Dan said just wanting to fall asleep or for his pain to disappear. He fell back onto his pillows with a painful thud and lay there with his eyes shut until Phil came over and said right in his ear,

'Come on then, let's go!'

                                                                                       .~*~.

Sitting in iHop with Phil by his side, Dan felt absolutely terrible. His head was throbbing, his stomach was aching, he felt really dizzy and really sick. When the waiter had come to collect their orders, Dan hadn't even looked at the menu, he was just sitting, staring straight ahead and mumbled something about having whatever Phil's having. So when everybody's food came, a large plate of pancakes was put in front of him. Pancakes. God dammit Phil.

Of course, Phil was having an animated conversation with Louise opposite whilst digging in to his plate. 

Dan slowly started to eat the pancakes. They were covered in strawberries and cream and Dan did not want to be eating any of it at all.

He felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to face Phil. It looked like Louise had gone to the toilet and Phil had just asked him something, but he had no idea what.

'Huh?'

'I said, are you okay? You've been very quiet and you haven't eaten much of your food.'

Dan gave in. Slightly.

'Uh, not really, no. I don't feel that fantastic.'

'Awh, Dan. What's the matter?' Phil asked, concern clouding over his eyes. This was what Dan was afraid of happening. He sighed.

'Nothing much, just a headache really,' he replied quietly.

'Okay, that's fine, you don't have to eat it if you don't want to. I've got some paracetamol back at the hotel.'