Unlikely Savior

Unlikely Savior- Chapter 12

A/N:

Hey guys! Okay, so I've decided that there's not going to be a sad ending to the story because if it did have a sad ending, it'd be an extremely cheesy sad ending and I didn't want that. So, no sad ending but the ending’s not even close so it doesn't really matter right now. Anyways, here's chapter twelve of Unlikely Savior!

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*Dan's POV*

The night slowly progressed as I got more and more drunk. I was expecting this to be a fun night or partying and making out with Emma. I wanted to come to this for the sheer fact of getting Phil off my mind. Yet here he was, at the very same party with Sarah.

Eventually, after about two hours I managed to get away from Emma’s grip and scavenge into the house. I was barely walking, swaying side to side as the alcohol took over my mind. Slowly, I managed through the crowd and into the kitchen only to find Phil standing there, smiling slightly at the people around him with a glass of water in his hand.

I felt something pull me, something inside me just clicked and suddenly sent my feet trudging towards his direction. Unfortunately, the alcohol got the best of me and I stammered over my feet, catching myself on the wall beside me.

Phil quickly directed his stare towards me and grinned slightly as he watched me try to get to him. “Thank God I got away from that monster,” the words about Emma slipped out of my mouth, sounding more real than ever. Phil didn’t reply and remained still, watching me in amusement as I struggled with catching my feet.

I tried to take one more step but my leg let out below me and I found myself flying towards the ground. I hit the tiled floor with a thud and Phil quickly rushed over to my side, grabbing the bottle from my hand. “Jesus Christ Dan!” he began to try and help my, “Are you okay?”

I pushed myself up and leaned my head back, trying to avoid the oncoming headache that was slowly creeping into my scalp. I slung my head to the side and looked at Phil, taking in his serious features. God, he was beautiful, even with that frown plastered onto his lips. Wait, what was that? Did I just call Phil beautiful? No, I’m drunk, it’s nothing. I shook my head as the thoughts passed through my head.

“Hey there,” I grumbled as Phil shook his head and smiled slightly at my stupidity. “You’re a mess,” he laughed and I chuckled along before we fell into silence and our eyes connected. It was alright to think he was probably the most perfect thing I had ever seen at that moment, right? I mean, I was drunk and I wasn’t myself; the sober me would never have seen Phil like this, right?

Slowly, I found my eyes falling down his face and stopping at his lips, his soft pink lips. I tried to look away but they were stuck. No matter how hard I tried to pull my gaze away, they were fixed onto his lips, almost as if they were glued.

“What happened to us Phil?” my mind suddenly took over my conscious and I was speaking whatever was coming to my head, “We were so close and then I fucked things up. Why did I have to do that?” I watched Phil’s lips open slightly as he let out a sigh.

“Because you’re an idiot, Dan,” his slight smile faded, “You freaked out for no reason and now we’re here.” I grimaced at his words as my body got consumed with guilt, “I’m so-”

“No Dan,” he spoke before I could finish saying the two words that were supposed to come out of my mouth. “Look, this was also partially my fault; I shouldn’t have made such an appearance. But, that gave you no right to punch me and call me a fag.”

I felt my eyes loosen from his lips as they trailed back up into his, and I could see the hurt in them. I felt exactly the same, but he was right, I shouldn’t have been so harsh. “Dan, you’re a good person and I know that but if you have to get drunk to apologize then don’t even bother trying,” Phil sighed as he lifted himself and glanced down at me “I need to go find Sarah.”

He sauntered off as I watched his back disappear into the crowd, my heart filling with disappointment. Why’d this have to happen to me? I was fine with how things were before Phil started tutoring me. Why’d he have to come into my life and make all of this happen?

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Another two hours passed and I was still sat in the same position I was when Phil had left. I couldn’t be bothered to move, the chances being high of me running into him once again. Emma eventually found me anyways and dragged me onto the dance floor.

And like I said, Phil was there, with none other than Sarah. The song slowed its pace and before I knew it, Emma had her arms slung around me, her uncomfortably on her tippy toes. I stared past her head as I watched Phil lace his arms around Sarah’s waist as she mimicked Emma’s movements, not needing to get onto her tippy toes.

I looked down, unable to keep my eyes on the sight, some kind of feeling aching inside me every time I laid my eyes on them. I connected eyes with Emma and forced a smile at her as she shut her eyes slowly and swayed along to the song.

After a minute, Emma placed her head into my chest and wrapped her arms around me as I laced my arms onto her back. I glanced up once again, no longer being able stare into Emma’s eyes, and found Sarah leaning her head into Phil’s shoulder.

Phil leaned his head on top of hers as I watched them swing side to side. Suddenly, I saw Sarah whisper something into Phil’s ear and saw the slight smirk appear across his lips. She pulled her head up and before I knew it, their lips were connected.

I felt my heart tighten and my stomach churn as their lips moved in synch. My heart increased its pace and I felt my face heat up as Phil pulled her closer to his body. And within seconds, I felt a damp feeling rush across one of my cheeks.

Quickly, I pulled myself away from Emma and rushed out of room, pushing past the other dancing couples on the floor. I wiped my face furiously as the hot tears streamed down my cheeks. Eventually I found my way out of the house and began to run, not daring to look back.

But just as I was about to run around the corner, I heard the voice that started everything. “Dan!” I heard him shout behind me as I jogged. I was just about to stop but then the thought of him kissing Sarah came back into my head and I turned, dashing down the street without a second thought.

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Woah drama. Yeah guys, I hope you like chapter twelve of Unlikely Savior! Make sure to leave your feedback and suck and thank you for reading!