Just Friends

Part 3: When we fixed things

"Dan?" Called a familiar voice. I awoke with a start.

"Mwhat..." I mumbled still half asleep.

Phil was leaning against he edge of my door. "Hey I have a terrible hangover. Do you know anything I did yesterday?"

I curled deeper into the duvet. I tried not to remember but I had to tell him. "Yeah, um you had sex with some random guy. I could hear the moaning through the walls."

Phil turned a deep shade of scarlet. "But that's not like me at all." He said sitting down on the bed.

"Idunno." I replied with a yawn. "You don't remember?"

"Dan I woke up in a pool of my own piss. I'm glad I remember my own name." He said with a painful chuckle. "But I guess I owe you an explanation. I'm bisexual."

I looked at him surprised. If Phil was bisexual, then we could date. It could actually work out. He could love me too. "Really?" Was all I said.

"Yeah." He replied, and jumped off of my bed and I could hear him vomiting after a moment. I wrapped the duvet around myself and walked to the bathroom door.

"Hey Phil can I come hold your hair back or something?" I said jokingly to the door.

The door opened after a moment. "Yeah will you go get me some pain meds? My head is killing me." As I went to go get them I could hear him vomiting some more.

I came back after a moment with a glass of water and some pain killers. I pounded on the door. "Open the fucking door Phil! I have meds."

Phil opened the door. "Thanks." he said. He leaned against the door frame shakily as he swallowed the pills. He stared at my legs and I didn't realize why until I looked down. I had neglected to put on jeans and all of my recent cuts were visible. "Are those fresh?" He asked quietly.

"Yeah." I replied looking away in embarrassment.

He turned my face so that I was looking into his gorgeous blue eyes. "Dan you've been clean for so long. What happened?"

"You did." I said, shocked at my confidence.

He paused for a second to go vomit. He came back. "What does that mean?"

"I don't know." I lied.

"Okay." He said dubiously.

I changed the subject quickly. "Do you want tea? I'm gonna make some."

He nodded. I fled to the kitchen. The water was boiling by the time my heart stopped racing.

"Phil?" I asked the empty bathroom.

His voice echoed down the hall. "In here."

I walked to his room, still carrying the tea. He was snuggled into the colorful duvet. He looked so adorable and sleepy. "Danny I don't want tea." He said childishly. "Come snuggle with me. I don't feel good Danny."

I gulped. It's just the pain meds talking Dan. This isn't the real Phil. I slipped under the covers. Phil snuggled up to me and wrapped his arms around my neck. I put my arm around him awkwardly. I was terribly aware that I was only in my boxers.

"Hey Phil?" I said, but he was already asleep.

I smiled at him. He looked adorable curled up next to me. His hair was messy and he hadn't shaved in a few days, but I thought he was perfect. I loved this beautiful, raven haired man.

I really didn't want to fuck this up.