Choices {Phan}

Forgiven {5}

I still heard him screaming when I got to the end of the street. He was shouting at himself, cussing himself out. It was ten am, and I wasn't there, so I didn't care if Dan woke anyone up. I knew this wasn't right, but I needed to. I wasn't going to sleep with someone, however I was going to be gone for most of the day. I didn't know what I was going to do for 12 hours. I just knew I couldn't go back.

I tried calling Danielle, but she didn't pick up. Shoot! I thought. I was so immersed with fighting with Dan I forgot to talk to him about us. There was no way I could talk to him now. Maybe later, after we fix this. We will fix this though, right? What if we don't? We have to. We will.

I was walking down the sidewalk with my hands in my pockets. I checked my phone.

12:30 pm.

(3) missed calls Dan Howell

Dan had left a voicemail. I decided to listen to it.

"Phil," He whimpered. He was still crying. "Phil, I'm so sorry. I was drunk and I didn't mean to. I had no right to be scared. I know if I had just called you back, none of this would have happened. I didn't know you were waiting for me. Please, come home so we can talk about this. Please."

I started crying. I have never head Dan talk like that. Not since the "V-Day Video" incident. I had to talk to him about this.

I hailed a cab and told him the address of my apartment complex. I was home within ten minutes. I nearly tripped on my feet three times. I finally got to the door, my hands shaking so much as I reached for my keys. I took a deep breath and unlocked the door. I opened the door and put my keys in my pocket.

"I'm home," I said when I saw Dan, sitting in my sofa crease.

"Phil!" He cried and ran over to hug me.

After we released, I took his hand and pulled him over to the couch.

"We need to talk," I said.

"Phil, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were waiting for me. I should have called. I didn't know what I was thinking. I'm so sorry. I should have come home but I couldn't think straight," He started crying.

"Dan," I said. "It's okay. I shouldn't have run out anyway. I-"

"But it was my fault you left," He cut me off. 

He stood up and tried to walk away. But I grabbed his waist and pulled him back to the couch. He landed on my lap, but I kept his waist in my arms.

"No it's not. I was the one that left. You weren't the reason I left. I left because I didn't know what to do. I left because I was mad,"

"But Phil, I was the reason you were mad. I was the reason for all of this. I'm stupid enough to get drunk and have a one-night stand and I've never done that. I'm the worst person ever,"

"No, Dan you're not. You're-" I started.

"Just let me have that," He cut me off.

"Fine," I said.

I turned Dan so that I could see his face. His legs were straddling mine. My boxers were starting to become tight.

"But, I'll also let you have this," I leaned forward and our lips collided.

I stood up and Dan wrapped his legs around my waist, like he was a koala. We continued kissing and went to my bedroom. Needless to say, we had some fun that night.