It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night(Phan)

It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night- Chapter 17

A/N: 

Ugh. Guys, I'm so sorry, but this is going to be a kind of shortish chapter as well! It's going to be longer than yesterday's but still shorter than what I usually write. I just had a lot of homework and stuff so sorry about that. Also, this story is soon coming to an end soon so there's just all bad news in this A/N. oops. Anyways, here's chapter 17 of It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night! 

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*Dan's POV*

I stood at the door Imogen’s door, thinking whether I should actually knock the door or not. Apparently, Imogen heard my footsteps behind the door and flung it open to greet me.

She noticed the expression on my face and moved back to let me into the flat. I quickly dropped my bags and flung into her arms, really needing a hug or some kind of comfort at the time.

“I ruined everything,” I mumbled into her shoulder as she rubbed my back, “He’s gone.” Imogen pushed me back and look into my eyes with shock and confusion. “Dan, what the hell did you do?” she asked in an upset but joking matter to lighten the mood. I sighed and looked down at the ground before another girl walked into the entry hall.

“I don’t think you two met before,” Imogen linked hands with the girl next to her but quickly untangled them once she realized why I was there in the first place, “This is my girlfriend, Fiona.” I weakly smiled her before she walked up towards and me and wrapped me into a huge hug, acting as if she’d known me since I was born.

“Now, can you tell me what happened?” Imogen led me into the lounge, leaving my bags where they were, “If you’re going to stay here, you’ve got to at least let me know why.” I sighed knowing that I promised her that I’d tell her, and I did trust her, so I began to let it all out.

“Phil was working through that whole day so I decided that I would hang out with Charlie, the kid I told you was staying with us, since we got pretty close,” I told the whole story, “And when we got home I leaned over into the fridge to get us some food, and when I turned back around he was right in front of me and leaned in to kiss me.” Imogen gasped in despair along with Fiona who just widened her eyes in shock.

“And, I kissed back,” Imogen placed her hands over her mouth as I spoke, “And, when I pushed him off of me, I realized that Phil was standing there and that he’d seen the whole thing.” I looked down at my hands, trying to repress all of the flashing images of the events that happened. “I tried to explain to him but he didn’t let me and left to stay at Chris and PJ’s,” I sighed, “And, I told Charlie to get out but he said he wouldn’t leave and since Phil as Chris and PJ’s, I came here to stay.”

Imogen and Fiona were both silent as I felt their eyes gazing on me while I looked down at the ground. Fiona soon broke the silence, “Do you know why you kissed Charlie back?” I looked up at her and realized I left out one of the most important details. I nodded, “For some reason, my conscious convinced me that I was kissing Phil and not Charlie.”

Imogen shut her eyes for a second, trying to imagine how the whole scene went down and what Charlie could’ve been doing right now. “So, Phil just left without saying anything?” she asked before I nodded and remembered what I had told him before he turned around the corner.

“I-I told him I loved him,” I stuttered, the last moment of the drama replaying in my head, “And, her stopped for a minute but then continued without even looking back at me.”

Imogen and Fiona both jumped up from their seats and hopped over to me, enveloping me into a hug from both my sides. “Take as much time as you need here, okay?” Imogen reassured me as Fiona nodded in agreement. I hugged them back before sighing and getting up to get my bags.

I entered the room that Fiona used to sleep in and threw my bags onto the ground, flopping myself onto the unsheeted bed. I looked up the ceiling, not making a sound or moving a muscle. I just felt like all my emotions bundled up in one spot of my heart to make me go completely numb. But, the funniest part about all of this was the fact that I didn’t cry once; not even a single tear.

As I continued to lie there, I felt the need to cuddle into somebody and place my head on their chest, but there was nobody to do that with anymore. I sighed and closed my eyes, thinking about all the happy times I had with Phil.

Words couldn’t even describe how badly I wanted Phil back in my arms. I wanted him back so desperately that I even imagined scenarios where we’d bump into each other and have this whole cliché apology scene with each other.

But, Phil was gone now. He was going to find someone better, someone who would never leave his side. He was going to find someone who made him feel wanted, no matter how hard I tried to make him feel like that. That person that he was going to find was going to actually succeed in making feel like the most perfect human being on the planet. That person was going to make him feel and know that he was all the things he was to me; that he was the most perfect, amazing, sweet, and caring person I’ve ever known. That person was going to give him everything that I failed to give him. But, that person, the one that he’d eventually find, the one that would make him feel so special. That person wasn’t going to be me.

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Yup. So, that was chapter 17 for you guys! I hope you liked it and stuff! Make sure to leave me your feedback and all. Thank you ALL for 2k reads and for reading in general! Thank you <3