Us (Dan and Phil Phanfiction)

Chapter 7

At exactly 5 o'clock, Eloise was knocking on our door. Phil and I hadn't moved all afternoon, so we both groaned when we heard her.

I slowly opened the door and Eloise was smiling with all her body. "Mum came to pick up Josh. She doesn't trust me!"

"Doesn't surprise me." I joked, yawning.

"How did things go?" She whispered leaning into me.

"Well-"

"Hi, I'm Phil." He shoved me out the way, bowed and kissed Eloise's hand. She giggled and blushed. "Come inside, we don't want you out in the cold, do we?" He kept hold of her hand and led her into the apartment. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your beautiful friend, Dan?" Phil wouldn't look at me. He kept staring at Eloise and she looked like a 12 year old who had just been kissed for the first time: all girly and cute.

"Phil, this is Eloise, Eloise, this is Phil." They weren't listening to me. "How about I make a cup of tea?" No reply. "Anyone for a cup of tea?" Nothing. "Shall I just pour tea on my head and dance around naked?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Dan, tea at 5:09pm! No, no, we want some wine, am I right?" Eloise smiled and nodded in agreement.

I stuck my middle finger up at them as I left the room, but they were so caught in each other's eyes that they didn't notice. "He is just being nice..." I told myself. "He's just being a charming gentleman. He promised you. Everything will be fine." 

As I came back into the living room, holding three glasses of wine, Phil and Eloise were exchanging mobile numbers. I stared at them both in horror. "Finally! You took your time." Phil said coming up to me and taking a glass out of my hand. He studied my face. "We're just friends exchanging numbers! You have her number right?" He didn't wait for my reply.

"So, have you two sorted out your problems?" Eloise asked, sipping her glass of wine which I handed her - my hand shaking, nearly spilling it everywhere.

My stomach twisted and turned, I was so on edge. "Oh, yes. I promised Dan that I would never cheat on him again!" Phil said patronisingly, and then he winked at Eloise - they were both laughing. I wasn't finding it funny. I knew sarcasm when I heard it. Fuck that, I was the King of sarcasm - using it was like borrowing my mouth for a sentence. I also knew what flirting looked like. It looked like... Well, this.

Eloise and Phil kept looking up at each other and giggling, as if they already had some type of inside joke. It was the most painful hour of my life.

As soon as Phil closed the door behind Eloise, I confronted him. "What the fuck was that, Phil? You promised that you would never cheat on me again." My eyes steamed with tears.

"I won't! What are you on about?"

"Oh come on Phil, I'm not an idiot. I can see that you like her, and that you're flirting with her."

"You need stop being so paranoid, Dan." He told me, shaking his head.

"Paranoid? Does this not mean anything to you? You fucking cheated on me. You hurt me. You broke my trust for you. If I'm paranoid, it's only because you made me that way."

He shook his head again, walked into his bedroom and just before he closed the door, he turned around to me and said: "You're over reacting." 

I paced from the front door to Phil's bedroom door. Trying to figure out whether I should have another go at him, or whether I should just leave the apartment, and then I would pause in the middle and think: "Maybe I am just being paranoid."

My hand kept hovering over the front door and then a few minutes later, Phil's door.

I finally rested my forehead on Phil's door, with my hand on the doorknob. I was about to twist and enter, when I heard Phil's voice, it was husky and quiet. "I don't think I can get away for the rest of this week, sorry babe...... Mmhmm....... He is very suspicious, so we're going to have to be really clever about this....... I miss you too babe, those two nights really were the best........ Yes, next week....... Don't worry, I'll make up some excuse.......... Okay, yeah, love you too, Adrian, bye." I closed my eyes, but the tears leaked out anyway. My hand dropped off the doorknob.

I shuffled back to my room and fell on my bed. I sobbed. "Why is he doing this to me? What have I done?" I asked my pillow. I wiped my eyes for the seventeenth time and went on twitter:

@danisnotonfire: I don't think I have enough tears in my body to cry this much😔😣.

I wanted to check my phone, to see if there were any more texts from Adrian. I wanted to call Adrian. I wanted to see Adrian. I thought about it for a minute. Why couldn't I go and see Adrian?

I slid open my window and climbed down the fire escape, Phil couldn't know I was going - he would try to stop me. I didn't think, I just ran.