Savior ↛ Phan

Chapter 10- An Afternoon to Remember

I guess I was wrong. Why did I get my hopes up? Never get your hopes up. At least if you have low expectations, the time good things do happen, they feel better than if you were expecting it. If that makes any sense...

"Jaxon wanted to know if he can see, uh, Harry Potter." I quickly say.

Phil nods, "Yeah, that won't be for a little longer, Jaxon." Phil explains.

"But-" I cut Jaxon off.

"Okay, what would you like to eat?" I ask as I open up a cabinet.

"Toast and jam." Jaxon loudly and happily whispers with a jump.

Phil and I laugh, smiling down at him. The tense atmosphere instantly fading as Jaxon's smile warms our hearts once again, "One toast and jelly coming up! Phil, do you want any?"

Phil nods and I nod back. I pull out 3 pieces of bread. 1 for Jaxon and 2 for Phil.

"What were you and Danny doing in the living room?" Jaxon asks out of the blue.

I let out a loud cough and slam the cabinet shut, leaving Phil to answer. I continue to make the toast and jam as I wait for Phil go respond. Not going to lie, I'm curious what he think about it.

"It was." Phil pauses and glances over at me, "Nothing." Whatever happiness I did have finally drains from myself.

I look over at Phil but he's looking the other direction. I really screwed things up. But I probably would've said 'Nothing' as well in front of Jaxon. He may still be into me...maybe.

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"Great. Now that you guys are eating, I'm hungry myself." I grunt.

Phil takes a piece of toast and stuffs it into my mouth. This makes me laugh as I bite down with too much food in my mouth, "Phil!" I exclaim.

"What? You said you were hungry." He defends with a smile.

I roll my eyes, "Doesn't mean that you stuff toast into my mouth Jesus Christ. Now I have jam on my face."

"It's called a cloth." Phil shoots with a smirk.

"Whatever. I'm going to get you back." I say as I wipe my mouth.

"Try me."

"I can't now. I need the element of surprise."

"Oh god.

"Now look who's scared."

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"Hey Phil?" I quietly ask and cautiously put my hand down closer to his as we sit on the sofa together.

"Yeah?" Phil questions and looks over at me.

"My, um...my 2 year anniversary for quitting is in a week." I quietly say and subconsciously run my fingers over the lines on Phil's palms.

Phil smiles and catches me hand, interlacing our fingers, "I'm happy for you." He smiles.

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I rush over to Phil's house after school with nothing but a smile plastered onto my face. Nothing can make me unhappy today. It's the 2 year anniversary since I've dropped everything harmful towards me.

It's also been about a week since the kissing incident and Phil and I haven't talked about it. It's too awkward to mention around each other. All of the 'what if's' that could've occurred if we really did kiss. Would it of had been a little platonic one or would it of had made us something more than friends?

I'm hoping the last one.

I've decided that today I'll also tell Phil how I feel towards him. If he doesn't feel the same, oh well then. I'll move on. At some point everyone moves on and I feel like Phil would still be my closest friend even with the added information.