Save Me ; Phan ~ completed

chapter 26

A/N- I feel like this song goes with the end part of this chapter idk 

||Phil's POV||

I pull up to Dan's house and he climbs into the car, flashing me a shaky smile. "Hey." I mumble, hugging him tightly. 

"Hi." He says, trying to hold back tears. "Can we get out of here?"

"Mhm." I nod, starting to drive. I don't really have any place in mind, but I guess we'll figure it out. After about 5 minutes of comfortable silence, I look over at him. He's shaking and looking out the window with glossy eyes. It hurts to see him this upset. I grab his hand and he looks over at me. "It'll be alright." I mumble, kissing his knuckles. 

"I'm afraid it won't be. One of these days he'll kill me, or my mom. I don't know what I'm going to do when that day comes." He shakes his head, squeezing my hand gently. 

"Let's just forget about it for a little, yeah?" I ask and he nods, looking down. "I've got an idea." 

"What?"

"Ice cream makes everything better. There's a 24 - hour little ice cream shop like 10 minutes from here."

"What are we five?" He asks, giggling with a small smile. 

"Yes. Is there an issue?"

"Yes." He rolls his eyes, smiling. "But I could go for some ice cream."

A few minutes later we're walking out of the ice cream parlor with hands full of ice cream. "You're right. Ice cream fixes all problems." He agrees, making me smile. 

"Agreed." I laugh, both of us getting back into the car. We end up going to that little park that has ended up being a hide out for the two of us. We sit on the swings, talking and finishing our ice cream. 

"Who runs? Let alone at three in the morning, at a park." He shakes his head as a guy comes running past us. 

"Apparently that guy." I say, pointing out the obvious. 

"Not my point." he rolls his eyes, hopping off the swings. 

"I know." I mutter, following behind him. 

"What would you do? In my situation?" He asks, sitting on top of the play set. 

"Well I really don't know.." I say thoughtfully as I sit down next to him. "It's hard to imagine myself in your position."

"But let's just say we somehow switched places." He suggests, swinging his legs over the side, looking out on the road. 

"Well.." I start, thinking. What the hell would I do? I mean, what he's doing is quite reasonable for the situation. "I would say I'd leave. But I know it's not that easy." 

"It actually is pretty easy. I could leave with my mom. She offered." He says like its nothing new. 

"Then why don't you?" I ask, confused about why he'd stick around for no reason.

"You." He whispers, looking down at the ground below us. My heart nearly stops. He's staying around and getting abused and practically killed.. For me? 

"No. No, Angel. Please don't do that to yourself. Please." I stammer, hugging him tightly. "Don't stick around and get yourself hurt for me."

"I can't just leave you." He says softly, his voice breaking. "B-But I know you wouldn't want to leave your family. And I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I made you leave everything you love behind for someone like me."

"Angel I'd do anything for you-"

"Thats the thing Phil! You shouldn't want to do anything for me! I'm fucking worthless!" He cuts me off, shuffling from my grip and not looking my way. 

"No you aren't. Don't say stuff like that about yourself. You deserve the world. I don't know why you can't see that." 

"No I don't. I'm better off dead!"

"No.. You deserve to get far from this place. You deserve to find a nice group of friends, and a better boyfriend, or who ever you want. You deserve a better life then what the world has given you."

"But I don't want a better boyfriend. I want you."

"You deserve more then what I can give you."

"I don't give a shit what I 'deserve.' I don't want a fucking fancy house, or to live in a good neighborhood. I don't want a rich guy with 3 kids. I don't give a shit about all that. I want you. I don't care what I have to give up to have that. Cause no one else is going to care like you do. No one else is like you. I would know."

"I just wish this was easier." I sigh, suddenly realizing something. In trying to save him from this situation, I'm the one keeping him here. God I feel like such an idiot.. 

"What are you trying to say?" He asks softly, fearing that I'm trying to lead this to some sort of break up. 

"No, No. I mean, I wish we could just leave here. I wish you could just, go some where, where you can be happier." I say quickly, realizing how that last senate could have sounded. 

"I'll only be happy if I'm with you." He says sadly, looking down. 

"You know if you want to we can get the hell out of here."

"I can't possibly-"

"Dan. If it comes down to it, and you've got no where else to run.. Call me, we'll get out of this place." I cut him off, making my mind up. I promised myself I'd save this boy. I'm going to do anything I can to prevent it from happening. His bar is still at orange, and I can't possibly see myself without him. 

"I fucking love you." He mumbles, tackling me in a hug. 

"Love you too angel." I reply, kissing his cheek. He get's off me and lies down, looking up at the stars. 

"Why do you call me Angel?"

"It just fits I guess. You take the things you don't deserve and you deal with it without complaints. You're stronger then I'll ever be. Plus, all the other pet names are over used. You're like an angel, beautiful and truly mistreated."

"I'm no angel Phil."

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