It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night(Phan)

It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night- Chapter 8

A/N:

I've made a decision guys! I think I'm just going to stop whining and finish this story, and try to make it as interesting for me as possible. I'm just going to suck it up and finish this thing! But, it's not like I hate writing this; it's just that I feel like the story is losing its context. I think I'll just add some kind of weird plot twit later on, just to add a little spice to the story. Anyways, now that we've come to that conclusion, here's Chapter 8 of It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night!

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*Phil's POV*

I came home from the day’s work, closing the door behind me and dropping all my things on the floor. I spotted Dan sitting on the sofa, watching TV with a blank expression on his face.

“Hey honey,” I chirped, flying myself next to him, “Missed you.” He didn’t do anything but nod, not moving a muscle except the ones in his neck. I put my head on his shoulder and began to trace my fingers around the palm of his hand, but he pushed me off within seconds.

“What’s wrong?” I sat up, looking at him in confusion. He kept his eyes on the screen, his eyelids not shutting even once to blink. “Daniel, what’s up with you?” I began to get nervous, “Why are you acting this way?”

I put my hand over his but he only pushed it off with little energy. I looked over at the TV leaned back, deciding that he’d come around and tell me what’s wrong eventually.

After about ten minutes, he finally spoke, but only spoke the words I feared since we got together. “I’m leaving Phil,” he spoke quietly, “This relationship of ours, it was never a thing for me, I just felt bad for you. You were so desperate and I broke of with Jenna I said, ‘Hey might as well’. I only dated you out of pity, I never really liked you Phil, and it’s all just an act. So, you might as well forget about anything that ever happened between us and just leave it.”

My heart sank and I looked over at him, tears already beginning to dwell in my eyes. “Dan, no. Please, don’t leave me,” I begged, “I need you, you can’t do this to me. We can work through whatever it is, don’t leave me please!” He didn’t say anything; he just kept his eyes locked onto the screen.

I continued to beg and ask for a decent explanation but got no reply, just Dan staring blankly at the screen. After a few minutes, he just got up, went to his room, came out with three luggage filled with all of his things, grabbed on his jacket, slipped on his shoes, and opened the exit to the flat.

I ran towards him and grabbed his arm, tears flooding my eyes and wetting my clothing after dripping from my chin. “Please Dan, don’t do this,” I could barely make out the words, “Don’t leave me, please!” But, before I could manage to beg any more he roughly pulled his arm out of my grasp and shut the door behind him, not saying anything as little as ‘Goodbye.’

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I jolted awake at the sound of the door slamming in my ears, breathing heavily with loads of tears rolling down my cheeks. Dan jumped up and threw his arm over me and stared at me, looking like he knew everything that happened. “It’s okay, Philly,” he rubbed my back, “It was just a nightmare, it’s over now.”

I was shaking violently as I gasped for air between sobs, ignoring Dan’s words of comfort. I shook my head before I looked at him, “You left me,” my words were barely audible but he seemed to understand, “You had this blank expression on your face and you said you only got with me because you felt bad for me. Then you didn’t say anything else no matter how much I begged. Then you just got your stuff and left, without even saying bye.”

I shuddered at the memory but immediately began to relax when Dan pulled me into a giant embrace, pushing me over onto the sofa. “It was just dream, Phillip,” his voice was stern, “I made my feelings pretty clear for you last night.” He lightly pecked my lips, keeping the kissed light and sweet so I could feel his warmth and comfort. “I’ve stayed with you for several years already as best friends,” he lightened the seriousness in his voice, “What makes you think I’m leaving anytime soon just because the status of our relationship changed.”

I calmed down, my heavy sobs only down to light sniffs, and I nodded lightly. “Do you promise, Dan?” I asked lightly, wanting a full on reassurance, “You promise you won’t leave me anytime soon?” Dan quickly smiled before leaning in for a deep and loving kiss, not breaking it for what seemed like two whole minutes. “I think that answers your question,” he giggled before rolling off of me pulling me into a small hug, “I’m not planning on leaving anytime soon.”

I nodded, my movement almost unnoticeable, and placed my head into Dan’s chest, hiding my tears from his sight. He lifted my head up and wiped my tears away, quickly kissing me before getting up off the sofa. “Okay, well we better get up,” he chirped, “I don’t thin you want to go back to sleep after that. And, it’s morning already so might as well.” I giggled before grabbing his arm and jumping up as well, pulling him into another quick hug and running off to the kitchen to make us a huge breakfast meal.

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Guys, I am utterly terrified for my high school results tomorrow. I really just want to get into my first choice but I’d be fine with any of my first six choices. I’m still really afraid, I feel like I’m going to get into my last choice, which I honestly don’t want to get into. This feels like I’m applying to college! I’m so scared ;_; Anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter; make sure to leave your feedback! Thank you all for 500 reads already! Love you <3