I woke up with my head pounding. I couldn't remember a thing. All I saw was a dark room with loud music. I turned around, only to see Phil lying next to me. His facial expression showed he was just as shocked as I was.
"Um, do you know what happened here?" Phil nodded at me slightly.
"I'm pretty sure we, um, I'm pretty sure we had sex," I gasped. No, he was just joking, surely. It didn't look like he was joking.
"Oh no, no no no no no. We got too drunk didn't we? We got carried away with the shots or whatever we were drinking," I had cheated on Dan, I didn't want to, but I had no sense the night before.
"We need to get ready, Dan will be here in thirty minutes," Phil sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"You get out, I need to get changed. Please Phil," Phil slipped his boxers on and got out of bed. He slowly trudged out of the room and closed the door. I leapt up and put my dress on. I darted past Phil and into Dan's room. Digging through the clothes in my bag, I couldn't find my black jeans. I finally found then and squeezed into them. I put a top on that had a black american flag on the front. When I was ready I quickly ran into the living room and sat next to Phil. He saw the single tear run down my cheek. He wiped it away and whispered in my ear.
"It will be OK, I know you love him. Last night was an accident. I won't say anything, just act normal, like nothing happened between us, yeah?" I nodded and smiled. We heard the door unlocking. It slowly opened and I looked around the corner.
"Babe!" He dropped all his bags when he looked at me. I ran up to him and hugged him. He picked me up and span me around.
"I missed you, it was lonely without you," he kissed my chapped lips.
"Your lips taste like alcohol, how much did you drink?" He laughed.
"You don't need to know," I blushed slightly. I don't know why I blushed.
"So basically you have a big hangover and you don't feel great?"
"Pretty much. But now you're here and I feel better already," I hugged him and pecked him on the cheek.
"I have an idea for tonight, are you up to it?" He whispered, his lips grazed against my ear.
"Wanna go to my place at seven?" We smiled at each other cheekily and giggled. I pulled Dan into the front room. At that very moment, I looked at Phil, he looked at me, and I remembered everything about last night, and I do mean everything. It made me back up, away from both of them. I shook my head and ran into Dan's room, blocking the door. My eyes filled with water. I was leaning against the door, with my bag and a box helping me keep the door from opening as Dan tried to shove it open.
"Emily? Are you OK? Please come out, just come out!" His words made me cry more. He was a loving person, and I had already ruined everything. I couldn't be around him and Phil at that moment. I needed to leave. I put all my stuff in my bag and opened the door.
"Emily, what's...." He noticed my backpack.
"What's going on?" I kissed him on the lips and headed towards the door. I slipped into my converse shoes and started to reach for the handle. Dan leapt in front of it and begged me not to go.
"Emily, just tell me what is going on, I'm so confused!"
"Dan its not you. We aren't over, I just need to leave. I promise I will be back. I love you. Goodbye for now," I kissed him and opened the door. I walked out slamming it behind me.
