It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night(Phan)

It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night- Chapter 21

A/N: 

Hello internet! I haven't written for the last week. Oops. Sorry, tests were just in the way of my free time and my sleep schedule got screwed up. I literally came home and fell asleep at 4:00pm on Thursday and woke up at 1:00am and then spent the rest of the day awake. I pretty much went through jetlag without actually moving anywhere. Anyways I'm back, and now you can enjoy Chapter 21 of It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night!

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One Month Later

Dan's POV (For like the 5th time in a row)

I walked out into the couch to find Charlie and Christian eating each other’s faces off and covered my eyes while making an exaggerated grossed out sound. “Guys! You just take every chance you get, don’t you‽” I groaned as they jumped off each other and chuckled with red cheeks.

I shook my head and walked over to the exit of the flat while fixing my hair and slipping on my shoes. “Well luck you,” I laughed as I grabbed my keys, “I’m going to Starbucks for a little to relax without having to be a third wheel.” Christian hid his head in the crook of Charlie’s neck as he looked down, probably feeling guilty for leaving me out while he was with Christian.

I didn’t mind though, I actually wanted some coffee anyways. Besides, if Charlie got to spend time with Christian then I was happy. Ever since the two of them met, Charlie had been acting much differently, most likely showing his real personality. After the two of them got together about a week ago, Charlie was one of the best roommates I could’ve asked for. That is if you didn’t count Phil.

My heart stung as Phil came back into my mind and I felt my eyes tear up a bit. I must’ve zoned out because I felt Charlie put his arm on my shoulder as he looked at me with concern in his eyes. “Are you okay?” Charlie asked as he moved back from me, putting his hand back at his side. I took in a deep breath as if I wasn’t breathing for several minutes and nodded my head. “Yeah, I must’ve zoned out for a minute,” I huffed, blinking away the wetness that formed in my eyes.

“No Dan,” I looked up at Charlie with confusion, “I mean are you okay? I haven’t even asked how you were doing with Phil and everything.” I shrugged and looked down at the ground, the tears coming back to the surface of my eyes. I looked back up and noticed that Charlie was looking down at the ground, feeling guilty for what he had done a month ago. “Look Charlie,” I made him look at me, “I’m okay. Don’t feel bad for what you did and all, it’s honestly okay.” Charlie smiled lightly and nodded before walking back to cuddle with Christian. I looked at the two of them before I felt a tear run down my cheek and I dashed out of the flat.

More tears began to spill out of my eyes as I wiped my face furiously with my arm. To be honest, I never forgot about Phil, it was actually quite the opposite. I still loved Phil just as much as I did a month ago and I never changed my feelings about him. I just kept my feelings bottled up inside me so I didn’t have to make Charlie feel guilty. But, now that I began crying and let out my emotions, all of my feelings were pouring out and they weren’t going to stop.

I walked out of the building, feeling the wind on my face as I sniffled quietly. It was late and dark outside so the leftover of the pedestrians wouldn’t be able to make out that I was crying. I began walking along the sidewalk, keeping my hands in my pocket and my head down low as tears slowly rolled down my cheeks.

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I walked into the almost empty coffee shop and wiped my face, trying to make it look like I wasn’t crying as much as possible. I looked around the store, observing the few people who were left inside the shop. A girl was writing something while sipping on her drink, a man in a suit was ordering his beverage as he looked like he was heading to a night shift for his job, and a red headed guy about my age or a few years younger was sitting in the far back corner of the store and skyping with someone on his mac.