A Cliche Story

Forget You

Dan's POV

When I got back to Phil's room he had no idea who I was. For days I kept trying to see if he would remember anything. He never did. Part of me was glade, but the other part of me was dying without him. The Doctor told me he would forget some stuff, but not everything. He remembered the basics like speaking, walking, eating, and interacting. Other then that he had no idea who or what anything is. Phil got released to his aunt's house and I have no idea if she is going to abuse him.

***Time Skip***

I wanted to forget Phil because he forgot me, but that will never happen. I sat on my bed for hours contemplating if I should text Phil.

Dan:

Hey *Delete* How are you *Delete* Hey *send*

3 Fucking minutes later he finally responded

Phil:

Hi

Phil finally responded, but not with his usual "Hey-lo".

Dan:

How are you?

Phil:

Alright. You?

Dan:

Horrible *Delete* Fine *Send*

Phil:

That's a lie

He didn't even ask whats wrong. This is definitely not Phil... still.

Phil:

Can you tell me everything I forgot.

Dan:

Sure, why don't you come over.

Phil:

OK.

After that I sent him my address. I waited for hours (minutes) till he arrived. It was raining outside. So, when he got to my house he was soaked from head to toe. When I opened the door for him he didn't say hi or anything just looked at the ground, sad.

"You're... Dan, right?" He asked me shyly.

"Yeah," I answered just as shyly, "Come on in."

"Where are your parents?" he asked me a little cautiously.

"Working on a movie," He looked shocked and starstruck... again like the first time I told him so long ago. "My parents work at Warner Bros."

"Wow! That's awesome," Phil replied.

"Not really." I was so used to people being surprised it didn't faze me anymore. I lead him to my room. He walked over to the bed and stared at the walls.

"Who are this people," He asked. I forgot that he didn't know any bands. So I went around the who room explaining to him what every band was. Then I showed him a song. His eyes flashed with recollection.

"I know this!" he sounded like a child that just got a new toy.

"Yeah. They're your favorite band!" I couldn't keep the smile off my face when he started to sing-a-long. After hours of listening to music I started to get tired.

"Do you want me to drive you home, since you walked here?" Horror struck his face. He started shaking his head and saying "no" over and over again. That was when I realized that I said that right before the accident. "Ok, ok, you can stay over." I calmed him down after five minutes of shaking and crying. I hugged him for about two minutes whispering sweet nothings into his ear. When he pulled away I couldn't stop my self from looking at his lips. Even though this wasn't the Phil I once knew I still loved him. I didn't realize what I was doing until a pair of lips crashed onto mind. He hesitated for a second then our lips worked in sink. I licked his bottom lip to ask for entrance. He opened his mouth. We fought until he surrendered. I explored his mouth with an urgency I wanted so bad. We pulled away. We both were breathing heavy.

"I've been wanting to do thaw for so long," I said breathing every two milliseconds.

"Dan! Dan!" He started freaking out, "Where are you?!" His eyes were fogging over. He started saying weird things. Like "Aunt No!" "Stop" "What are you doing?" "Don't Dan" Then he paused.

"I remember."