Phil lives by himself. His parents died when he was 15 so he's had to look after himself.
The image of Phil's confused and shocked face is still imprinted in my mind, is it something I said? Is it me... I can't bare to see Phil so emotional, it makes me want to curl up in a ball and forget about the existence. I don't know what to do I'm just sitting here trying to come up with the words to describe what's just happened, I snap out of my shocked daze and realise I'm still half naked, the room is messy and dim but I manage to spot a t-shirt.
What did I do?! My mind races as it tries to find of an explanation, how could I make it up to him, do I have to avoid him tomorrow? No I have to talk to him, I can't just let him be alone just because of this! The house is silent, just like before. It's also quite cold due to the heater not working, I should try and get some sleep to stop my mind thinking of "worse things".
Tossing and turning trying to get comfortable isn't a good idea when you're so worried, it just makes you stressed as I find out. I don't know what to do its not like I can just ring up my friends in the middle of the night and ask them about relationship. advice. I'll just have to wait it out until the sun rises.
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In the morning I'll gather my things and leave, for now it's safer to stay at his house even if he's ran off.
