Unlikely Savior

Unlikely Savior- Chapter 9

A/N:

I'm sorry guys, I know I promised to update but then didn't! My laptop broke and I didn't want to use my PC to write but it seems like my laptop's not going to be fixed for a while so. But either way, I'm sorry for keeping you guys waiting. Here's chapter nine of Unlikely Savior for you guys to enjoy! Sorry if this chapter is shorter, I’ve also been dealing with loads of writer’s block lately.

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One Week Later

*Dan's POV*

Torture; it’s all I’ve been going through for the last week. Ever since the incident that had happened in the middle of the school hallway, I’ve been feeling like utter crap. Not to even say that I treated Phil with disrespect for no reason at all, I basically embarrassed him in front of everyone.

Even when I used to treat him like shit, I’d do it in privacy when there were no students around, but this time the hallway was crowded and I didn’t just call him a fag, I literally punched him in the face. The days after were only worse since I took notice of the giant bruise covering his eye.

That wasn’t the only thing that brought me pain for the next week. I began to notice that the girl from the party started hanging around Phil much more often. I constantly found them flirting and pecking one another and honestly, Phil couldn’t have looked happier.

She probably came to help out once I’d left him there in the hallway against the lockers. It’s not like I didn’t take notice of her in the hallway as everything was going on with Phil, staring in horror as the events went down. I was surprised she didn’t jump in and stop me, I even wish she did.

They were already eating each other’s faces off while we were at that party, it didn’t shock me that they were together now. I couldn’t blame Phil, she seemed like a great person, but for some reason, I couldn’t help but feel something deep within me every time I saw the two of them, or just saw Phil in general. I didn’t know what it was, but I sure didn’t like it one bit.

Why did this all have to happen? Why did I have to be such an idiot? I was drunk and Phil knew that and probably dismissed that kiss as nothing right after it happened. Phil knew how I was and understood not to push that kind of stuff onto me, especially since I was drunk. And, he made it clear he wasn’t into me so I had nothing to worry about.

But, if he was clearly not into me, then why did he kiss back? And, why did he make such a scene on Monday? Yeah, I did sort of shut him out but he didn’t have to get so upset as to make such a public appearance. Why was this even bothering me so much? I obviously didn’t like him like that so why was I thinking so much about it?

Not even Emma was getting my mind off of the situation. Ever since the day I ran from Phil’s house, I made things between the two of us official. Even though it was as if we were already a couple before, making it official was probably the only positive thing that had been going on in the past week.

Emma was much less aggressive now that she was sure I was hers, dropping her tough demeanor around every person. She was always there for whenever I wanted to talk, though I couldn’t really talk about Phil with her, and for whenever I needed some release of any sort.

But, no matter how much kinder and happier she was with this relationship, I couldn’t return those feelings. I couldn’t help but feel like there was something wrong or like there was something missing, but I couldn’t place my finger on what it was.

Everything got to my head so badly that I was currently lying in my bed at 4:30 in the afternoon on a Monday with my head under the covers. I spent the entire weekend like this and I wasn’t going to move anytime soon. I simply just faked a cold and my parents just dropped it, not really caring about me either way.

I couldn’t be bothered to face anybody, not Emma, not Chris and PJ, and especially not Phil. I couldn’t see Phil with Sarah and I really wasn’t in the mood for having Emma, Chris, and PJ following me around the entire day like some kind of leaches.

I unfortunately ended up having to face Chris and PJ either way. The two of them ended up standing at the entrance of my room, waiting for me to grant them permission to come in. “I don’t own you guys,” I groaned as my eyes laid onto the two of them, “Just come in.”

The two of them wobbled into the room and stood at the side of my bed. “You okay, mate?” PJ stared down at me along with Chris. “Fine,” I grumbled, “Just have a bit of a cold, that’s all.” The two shrugged and Chris raised an eyebrow at me. “You sure look healthy for someone with a cold,” he tested as I rolled my eyes.

“Jesus Christ guys,” I almost shouted, “Can I not be away from you for one day? You guys have minds of your own.” The two looked at one another for a few seconds before sighing and looking back down at me.  They stared for a few more seconds before I glared at them and Chris rolled his eyes, gesturing at the door.

The two sauntered off out of the room and I huffed, rolling over in my bed. Before I could even take a breath Chris was back at the entrance, slightly knocking on the door. “Hey, um there’s a party this weekend,” he shifted awkwardly on his feet, “I think you should come along, alright?” I shrugged before he shook his head and left once again.

It would be good for me to go, get my mind off of things for a bit. I’d get a little drunk and actually kiss someone that I wanted to kiss this time. And Phil most likely wouldn’t be there; he probably wouldn’t even know about it. So, I didn’t have to worry about seeing him there. The only thing I had to deal with now was the rest of the week before the actual party itself.

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Yeah, like I said, sorry this chapter is shorter than the others. I’ve got a bit of writers block going on right now. I kind of have an idea of what’s going to happen but if you guys have any ideas, you’re more than welcome to let me know in the comments or by messaging me. Feel free to leave your feedback as well and thank you for reading!