Me Too

Before I start please excuse my horrible attempt at spelling. Thank you and enjoy!!!

 Chapter 1: Do I?

Dan~

  I awaken in my bed from my dream that I can't seem to shake, the dream that has left me dead in side every morning and always reluctant to go to bed. I dreamt that Phill (my flat mate) had decided to go on a trip to see one of his good friends that lives in another state. He obviously took a plane. It was a two day flight, and about 2 hours before he landed I got off work and went to lay on the couch and turned on the t.v. When I do so there is a headline of a plane accident on the news. I would immediately sit up in total shock and look for what plane it was. When it showed the type of plane I ran to Phill's computer to see the page of all his plane information and I couldn't believe what I saw! I fell over and couldn't stop the crying. I started hyperventilating then the worst part (as if the crash its self wasn't bad enough) they reported no survivors. The last thing I ever remember in my dream is that i fall over crying. Then i awake breathing hard and sweaty sometimes screaming.

  I always walk to Phill's room to check on him then end up in the kitchen, but this time when I went to check on him he wasn't there. I started to panic then took a breath and thought to myself  "Dan, breath, he's probably in the bathroom." I walked out of his room and started to the bathroom when i hear the front door slam. My head snaps back so fast I end up pulling it. Ignoring the pain more worried about Phill, I run to light switch and see Phill dirty and bloody. I ran to him and asked "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU? WHO DID THIS?" Sounding more scared then angry. He just looked up at me. His blue eyes looked so sad and scared that I couldn't help but start to cry. I garbed him into a hug and held him tight and then I heard him moan and realized if hes hurt my tight hug isn't helping. I helped him over to the couch and sat him down. I wanted to find out what was wrong but I could see he was to distraught and tired to talk.

   I pulled his legs out straight and had him lay down. I went to go get his blanket off his bed when he tightly grabbed my arm. In shock I looked down at him as he said the first thing he had said all night "Stay." The desperation in his voice scared me then broke me into pieces as I fell on the floor crying. "Oh Phill what happened?" He didn't say anything he just looked at me and mouthed "stay." I did as he asked and curled up against the couch. Realizing I wasn't going to get comfortable I just laid there. I heard Phil Moving and concerned I looked up to check on him and saw him gesturing me to come up on couch. I didn't know how to act. Knowing I wasn't going to be comfortable on the floor, I climbed up on to the couch, but concerned about giving Phil enough space i laid on the edge. I then felt a extreme amount of warmth over come and relax me and felt Phil's even pailer than usual arm rap around me and pull me close to him. I didn't know what he was doing but I decided now was not the time for questioning. For the first time in a long time I fell asleep not worrying about that dream or anything i was so oddly comfortable in Phil's arms I fell asleep almost instantly.

    When I awoke I realized it was on my own terms and hadn't had my usual horrible nightmare. Something about having Phil so close comforted me. Speaking of Phil, I turned around to see his amazing blue eyes looking at me at first I was startled then relaxed as I fell into the big pools of blue. I felt my self turning red and not wanting him to notice I shook my head and he seemed to be startled at this action. I looked at him feeling bad and remembering the horrible night last night and then realizing I hadn't ever gotten an answer to what happened. I sat up and realized Phil was still holding on to me... TIGHT. Feeling nervous I looked back at Phil and asked if he was OK soon realizing it was a stupid question. He then blinked rapidly and shook his head as I did and looked up at me asking "hugh?" as if just returning reality.

Phil~

    I had zoned out into Dan's eyes. The big puppy dog brown ones that were so perfect. Wait what was I thinking!?!?! I then started getting lost in thought about how I  shouldn't be thinking of him and his eyes like that. Than I hear Dan's voice so calm and deep but sounding a  bit scared. I blinked realizing I hadn't in a while and shook my head to put myself back into perspective and mostly reality. When I looked up I saw Dan's concerned face looking back at me, I soon remembered the horrific night I had last night and that I would soon have to give him some kind of explanation.  "Phil I know it couldn't be good but" " I got beat up!" I quickly interrupted sounding harsher than i meant. "No-shit, by who" "I brought it upon my self." I said as my voice got lower hoping this conversation would end. "I don't care what you did you could never deserve this. Have you seen yourself? You didn't take a shower last night and your all bloody and filthy. WHAT HAPPENED!?"  Dan's voice had reached a level of aggravation and intensity I have never hear before and it startled me. I think he realized my reaction and took a breath and sat next to me.

"Phil I'm sorry, I'm just worried about you." Dan did seem really worried and I felt bad.

"Dan,I was in the park, I was having a hard time sleeping so I  went for a walk and didn't want to wake you. When I got there I saw some guys trying to get a young teenage girl, I obviously wasn't going to leave her there so I went over to see if it was a misunderstanding... it wasn't I got their attention and when I did she ran. Which was good but then they got mad that their ""catch"" got away and started beating the absolute crap out of me. The only reason I'm not dead is that the girl who ran away got a safe distance and called the police. They took of and the girl helped me home."

"Omg Phil!!" Dan said. He looked stunned.

"See I told you it wasn't a big deal.." I tried to lighten the mood but Dan wouldn't close his mouth. Then all of a sudden his mouth closes and he throws his arms around me.

"Phil your a hero!!!" 

"No I'm not..." 

"Yes you are!!! Now go get changed I'm taking you out to breakfast."

"Your taking me out to breakfast for getting beat up."

"No, I'm taking you one because you saved a young girl plus were out of cereal." I laugh and reluctantly get up and just happen to notice the time. "Dan?"

"What now Phil?" He says as he turns around smiling at me trying to hold back a laugh.

"Your going to take me out to breakfast at 1:30 in the afternoon?" I laugh as his head whips around to the clock

"Hahaha very fun smart ass fine I'll take you out to lunch then. Jesus Phil."

I start to laugh and walk away to take a LONG over due shower. I get in the bathroom and close the door and turn on the water extra warm. A few moments later I'm finished with my shower and I walk out of the bathroom and for some reason look over at Dan's room to see him dancing while he tries to put his shirt on. I bust out laughing and I guess he didn't know I was watching because when I did laugh it scared the absolute crap out of him. I laugh again and he shoots me an embarrassed look and turns a bright shade of red. I walk to my room and realize I'm thinking of his perfectly tan body and his horrible dancing and smile more. Wait what am I thinking? He is my best friend I can't think these things... but his eyes and his body omg. 'STOP IT PHIL!!" 

"Are you OK Phil?"

I then realize I had yelled at myself out load. Good going Phil... "Ya I'm fine just being.. Phil..hahaha" I know I seem awkward. I know he can tell I'm lying but thankfully he just awkwardly smiles back and finishes getting ready. I walk back to my room and get dressed. Not even realizing it I am again thinking of Dan. What in the chicken was wrong with me?? I don't like him like that... do I??