The Only Hope For Me Is You ~ Phan

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Trigger Warning

"How did you even remember my number?" Phil asked.

"I don't know, I couldn't remember anything and then I was thinking about how I needed somebody, and hen you, and then your number just popped into my head. It was really weird, but I guess I'm happy it happened."

"You memorized it?"

I blushed, looking out the window.

"Yeah. I guess."

Phil's breath was shaky, as he laughed silently, and ran his thumb along my hand. I didn't know why we were holding hands, but it was comforting.

"How much did you have to pay? Because I'll pay you ba-" I began, but was interrupted by Phil squeezing my hand and shaking his head.

"Don't worry about it." He dismissed me.

"Phil no, I need to pay you back for this!"

"I'll think of a way for you to make it up. It wasn't that much, really, don't worry."

"Bullshit! I know when you're lying!" I stopped him. I really did, he shook his head a lot when he was lying, which is what he was doing. He sighed.

"Dan, really. It's okay." He lifted my hand up slightly, and I fucking knew that he was about to kiss my hand, but he stopped himself, and placed out twined palms back onto he seat. My heart dropped slightly, and I pulled my hand back. I didn't want to get my hopes up now, as it has only been six days.

Could you really miss someone that you've only lost for six days, and now they were sat right next to you? Could you really miss someone that was still here?

Maybe it was more that I craved the attention and affection Phil gave me. But then again, I really like his face, and his mind, and his everything.

"Where am I taking you?" Phil asked after a few minutes. I jumped out of my gaze, unsure how so answer the question.

"Are you going back to Laney's?"

"Mhm."

"I'll just go with, if that's okay." I shrunk into the seat, pulling my knees up to my chest.

"Of course."

I stared straight ahead, watching every move Phil made in the car. I just needed a to not watch or pay any attention to my surrounding, and looking straight ahead was the easiest way to do that.

Phil seemed tense again, having both hands on the wheel and his lips sucking into his mouth. But I didn't want to take my eyes off the road. I think he sensed that I was also tense, because why the actual hell did I hold his hand when I knew that it wouldn't help how I've been feeling. It would just have gotten my hopes up.

"I'm taking a different way to Laney's." Phil said, as he got off the highway we were on, and began heading towards a familiar area, the forest.

"This isn't a short-" I began.

"I know."

I finally peeled my eyes away from the road, and looked at Phil. He had a smirk plastered onto his face, with one hand on the wheel, and the other on the console in the center. He moved.