Cheated (Phan)

Chapter 4

A week had passed and I still hadn't gotten back to Jack. I just didn't know what I wanted, and no matter how hard I tried to make a decision every time I'd come close I'd get caught up in the pros and cons again.

I'd made a list and yet I couldn't seem to make a decision.

Pros:

- He always made me laugh

- He used to be so sweet and considerate

- He always understood

- He'd seemed to care so much

- He'd been an amazing friend before we'd started dating

Cons:

- He'd betrayed my trust once, he could do it again so easily

- I still loved him, staying friends with him and not more wouldn't be easy for me and I didn't trust him enough to get back together with him

- Seeing him with that other girl had killed me, being his friend and watching as he moved on would hurt so much

I'd spent hours staring at my list and trying to make up my mind, and the two only things I was grateful for in this situation were that first of all, Jack had apparently decided to give me space to think and hadn't contacted me once; not even in person. The second was Dan. He was a saint.

Why he bothered to talk to me to begin with was completely beyond me - I'd spent more than one hour in his company as a sobbing mess because Jack had smiled at a girl or because I just missed him so damn much, and I had constant mood swings going from perfectly happy to so unbelievably angry to a blubbering mess. And he tolerated each one of my mood swings with the same cheerfulness and patience. When I was upset he distracted me or listened, whichever one I needed more at that moment in time and when I was in a good mood he happily joked with me. When I was ready to murder Jack in the most brutal way possible he cheerfully helped me plan my revenge until I was calm again.

I liked him more with every minute that I spent in his company - he was just so kind and constantly cheerful that it was impossible not to like him. He could make me laugh without trying and he was honestly becoming such a good friend to me in the three short weeks that I'd known him.

We had more in common than I'd expected and after the Muse Breakthrough as he liked to call it I'd been far more willing to let him in and actually listen and talk to him. I even gave him my number when he asked for it which led to us texting each other near constantly. I found it amazing how quickly our relationship had progressed and I was so happy about it to.

Eventually I'd asked him if he wanted to come round and he replied with "HELL YES", so he was coming to mine after school tomorrow and I was actually pretty excited.

*****

"And then this is my room."

I pushed open the door and waved Dan in, following behind him and shutting the door. I had to supress a giggle when he stopped in his tracks only a couple of steps into my room, looking around him at all of the posters in obvious awe. I felt kind of proud.

"I would like to confirm, once again, that you have amazing music taste. Seriously."

"Why thank you," I said poking my tongue out at him when he turned to look at me. "You too."

He grinned and stepped closer to one of the poster covered walls and reached out to touch one of the bigger ones.

"Phil... Why do you have a ginormous Lion King poster on your wall?"