Is Phan Real?

Chapter 9

I slam the door behind me leaving her house. I knew I was never going to come back here again and for it to be all over a stupid rumor about Phil and I being together. I didn't want to be around anyone at this point so book a hotel room for the night. When I get there all I wanted to do was have a drink and forget this day or even the past few months even happened. I order a few high proof shots to my room. I took them as quick as I could without chaser. In the space of an hour I completely black out in my room.

(Phil's POV)

I figured since I can't just sit around and mope about Dan choosing some girl over me that I would finally film a video. I setup my camera and lighting and as I'm ready to start my intro I realized I didn't even know what I was going to do. We were supposed to do pastel edits in real life, but that's not going to happen any time soon. I look through the my notes for video ideas, but I can't do any of them without help. I mean I could, but they would never come out as great. Instead I grab a shot of Dan's whiskey from the kitchen which I rarely do, but tonight it was different. This is the one time I can be alone and drink without worrying about confessing to Dan on accident. I've done it before, but he was drunk too and didn't remember a single word I said. One shot turned into two and three. I couldn't remember the last time I drank or even what it felt like to be this wasted.

I had the urge to call Dan something I would never do while I was sober with what has been going on. The phone rings three times and just as I'm about to give up he answers.

"Hello" he said sounding like he was half asleep.

"Aye Dan why don't you come home?"

"No, wait I want to tell you something first. I'm blind to who I love. That's what she told me. She doesn't know what she's talking about."

"She left you" I ask not really processing what he said.

"Yup and what a waste of my first time" his voice then trailed off like he realized what he said. I hadn't understood what he was saying until a few moments later. I'm thirty and I still never had mine.

"Where are you ?"

"I'm at a hotel I just wanted to be alone."

"Oh okay well I'll see you soon" I respond quickly and hang up.

Even though I was a little spacey I checked Dan's location on my phone. I chug a bottle of water and went out to get a taxi straight to the address. I didn't know what I was going to say or do when I get there, but the one thing I did know is I needed to be with him. If we just stay friends for the rest of our lives that's okay. The one thing I won't let happen is letting him drink himself to death because of a stupid break up.

I get to the hotel and ask the front desk for a spare key to Dan's room. She didn't ask me any questions. I guess she seen the concerned look on my face and figured I was just looking out for a friend. She directed me to the elevator and told me to go to the seventh floor.

I find the room fairly easy given the fact that I just took shots not too long ago. I open the door not knowing what to expect. Dan looked to be passed out on the couch and I rush over to his side making sure he was okay. I take a moment to look around the room and find a line of ten empty shots sitting on the table. I grab a bottle of water from the mini fridge and attempt to wake him up.

"Dan" I called his name and tapped on his shoulder

"It's me Phil. I wanted to make sure you were okay. I got you some water" I spoke a bit louder this time and nudged his shoulder. I could see him twitch a little before he woke up. I opened the bottle for him and I handed it to him, but he spilled it on his white shirt. His shirt clinged to his chest and I couldn't help but stare. I snap myself out of it and rush to get a towel, but when I come back he had already pulled off his shirt. I did my best not to make it weird when I toss him the towel.

"Phil" he called my name and I head over to his side as he dried of his bare chest.

"Yeah" I question as he looks into my eyes. It wasn't just a glance this time it was the heart eyes and it made my heart flutter.

"Come closer" he mummers and I do as he says.

"What is it Dan" I ask slightly nervous as to what he was going to say.

He leans in and starts, "She said I was blind to who I really love. I think I know what she meant. I know who I really loved this whole time."

He placed his right hand on my side and gently placed his left along my neck. Before I could wrap my arms around him and process the moment I could feel his lips softly press against mine. His breath smelled of alcohol, but I couldn't care less. I've never thought this moment would ever happen, but here we are. I don't care what happens tomorrow. All I cared about is now as we lock lips and I couldn't imagine this any other way.