Just tell me (Phan AU)

Irresistible

CHRIS POV (coz why not?)

What is wrong with him? Is he actually stupid?!
I read and reread the text from Phil over and over again as I speed walked over to his house from the tube. It wasn't that long of a distance- it usually took twenty minutes. Today, however, the annoyance pushed me from behind, speeding up my pace. I made it to the house in ten minutes instead of twenty. I knocked on the door, looking down at the message once again, before a smiling opened the door.
Anything I was going to say to Phil disappeared in that moment as if somebody had clicked the reset button on my brain. The old Phil was back. His replacement, the distraught and sad man that the emotionless Mr. Howell left behind when he up an left. That complete and utter idiot.
I honestly think that Phil was happier than I had seen him in a long time, and that I was angrier at Dan than he could ever be. That's Phil for you, though. He always saw the best in people, unlike me.

Phil pulled me into a hug in the doorway and flashed me a bright smile before we walked into the house. I noticed that the mess Phil had created while Daniel "disappeared" had suddenly disappeared itself. The apartment that they had once shared was spotlessly clean. It had never been so tidy.

"He's coming home!" I noticeably giddy Phil whispered. "I've been cleaning for three hours."

"Phil." I breathed. "How can you just forgive him? He hurt you. Badly."

His smile fell. It made me feel bad for saying what I had, but I knew it's what he needed to hear.

"I haven't forgiven him, Chris. I'm just choosing to move on."

I shook my head, not able to understand why he was so quick to let him come back. "I went to the hospital." Phil continued. "I have never seen him so broken and hurt. It's not just the injuries, but he's emotionally destroyed. He knows that he hurt me, but I honestly think that he's hurt himself more than he could ever hurt me."

I shook my head again. "So what?" I replied. "He deserves that and so much more after what he put you through. He didn't tell you why he was leaving or for how long. Who does that? So what if somebody knew you were together? He shouldn't be coming back to the house. Not today, not ever."

"Chris.." Phil started, but I didn't let him continue.

"No, Phil. You can't just let him walk all over you."

"He doesn-"

"Yes he does." I started to shout. "You're just too obsessed with him to see it. He is making you a human floor mat to constantly wipe his feet in. But will little Phil stop him? No. You're too much of a little bitch. Maybe that's why he left in the first place."

It wasn't until the words left my mouth that I realised just what I had done. I knew that I had hurt him. He stared at me, not saying anything. I could see the upset look in his eyes.

"Phil I'm so sor-"  I started, but he interrupted me.

"Chris I think you should leave." He spoke calmly. "I have to collect Dan."

"I didn't mean-"

"Please just go. You've said enough."

I opened my mouth to talk again but closed it promptly, choosing to do what he had asked.

You've done it now, Kendall..

PHIL POV

As soon as Chris walked away, anger took over my body and I slammed the door as hard as I could. I couldn't believe what he had said to me, but I knew that there was some truth to it. I forgave Dan too easily, but I honestly didn't care. I needed him back in the apartment so that I could know he wouldn't spiral out of control like that again.
However, before he was to get home, I needed to get rid of any alcohol in the house.

***

Dan and I walked out of the taxi. I had the bag of clothes his brother had left into the hospital in one arm, and I was supporting him with the other.
Dan was still weak. He could barely stand in his own, let alone walk up the dreaded stairs to my apartment.

"It's good to be home." Dan mumbled as soon as we stepped into the apartment.

"Your brother said he'll drop all of your clothes off later on today. I'll wash and iron them, then we can hang them up." I told him.

"Phil you don't have to do that." He replied. "You've done more than enough already,"

"I want to do it though. Besides, you need to rest."

"No I don't." He spoke. As if on cue, he yawned at the end of his sentence.

I smiled. "See?"

"Okay maybe you're right. I should go to bed for a while."

I chuckled and walked over to Dan who was sitting on the couch in the living room. He stood up and put his arm across my shoulders to help stand himself up. My arm hooked around the top of his torso. We walked slowly, making sure Dan didn't fall. When we reached his bedroom, he opened the door before turning and pulling me into a friendly hug.
"Thank you so much." He whispered to me.

I pulled away and gave him a warm smile. "Sweet dreams." I whispered back, with a grin.

He returned my smile and walked into his bedroom slowly, now using the wall to support himself. I shut the door behind him and sat in the living room, waiting for his brother to come with the clothes. My smile dropped. Don't get me wrong, it was good to have Dan back, but a part of me didn't want him there just yet. I didn't know how long I could resist him before I cracked once again.

A/N: I'm sorry this is so bad (and late... Oops?) but it's just to fill space before I can get into THE GOOD STUFF in a chapter or two
Ps. If there are any mistakes, tell me. I'm too lazy to check it right now