Arms (A Danisnotonfire fanfiction)

Chapter Seven

I wake up on top of Jack. My head rest on his chest as I listen to his breathing and smile remembering last night. I start to draw little patterns into his skin and soon I feel him stretch. He then raps his arms around me and kissing my head. "Good morning", he says. "Morning", I answer. Then I hear Dan on the phone in the other room and sigh. "I think I should get going, before everyone wakes up", he says.

I nod and stand up. "On one condition", I say smiling. "What's that", he says smiling watch me put on my underwear. "I get to keep your shirt", I say picking it up and slipping it over my head. It's basically like a dress and I smile. "Fine", he says giggling. He then stands and starts getting dressed.

After that I smile and open my door to see if the coast is clear. I smile and motion to Jack come with me. We run to the door and then open it quietly and sneak out.

After the doors shut he smiles. The cabs already here. "I'll talk to you later then?" he says rapping his arms around me. "Yup", I say smiling rapping my arms around his neck. Then he kisses me. After a little while he pulls away. "I have to work in a couple hours but I'll call you when I get home?" he says. I smile and nod and with that he pecks my lips and walks towards the cab.

I smile and then go inside but as I turn I see the curtain move.

I crease my eyebrows but go inside anyways.

There sitting on a counter chair is none other then Dan.

"Jack?" he questions.

"What about him?" I ask.

"You're with, Jack?"

"Does it matter? As long as Phil doesn't know."

"You could have told me."

"Why does it matter?"

"It matters to me."

"We're not even together."

He's silent then.

"You used to do that with my shirts", he says quietly.

I look down remembering that I'm in Jacks shirt.

"Y-Yeah I remember..."

It was silent again.

"Well...I'm happy you moved on."

I chuckle bitterly.

"Yeah because I'm sure it was so hard for you."

And with that I go up stairs to lock myself in my room again.

A couple hours later

Phil had just left for a therapy appointment and I was beyond worried. From what the doctors told me they were going to get a few things straight and see if he can remember anything. I was nervous just for the fact that he went driving and he hasn't been driving sense the accident.

But the phone call is what scared me the most.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hello Mrs. Cole, so about Phil..."

"What happened?!"

"It's nothing major, but he did have kind of a break down after finding out it wasn't 2012..."

"Is he on his way home?"

"He is, and he said he was going to talk to you. I was just calling to make sure you were prepared for when he gets there and starts asking you a bunch of questions. And do call if he remembers anything."

"I will Doctor thank you for calling."

"It's no problem, I'll talk to you later?"

"Of course, goodbye."