The Wrong Way Around [Phan]

Chapter 6

Phil's Pov

It had been four days. After all Dan's promises of taking two days and no more to decide, it had been four days, eleven hours and fifty-eight minutes.

But who was counting?

I just hoped he could decide within the next week. It would be horrible to have this stress for too long...

And that was when Dan walked out of his room.

We actually hadn't been out of our rooms at the same time the past few days, but every time I came out I found an already made meal sitting in the kitchen, obviously courtesy of Dan.
After all I had put him through, how could he still be this nice to me?

Anyway, when I saw him coming, I tried to run into my room and close the door before he saw me. That didn't work very well.

I wasn't even halfway there when he grabbed my arm and dragged me out to go sit on the couch.

We sat there in silence for a few minutes, Dan still holding my arm, when he turned around to face me.
I kept my eyes on the floor.

Then he started to talk. I stopped him. I needed time to think myself, because after all that worrying and stressing about Dan, I needed time to prepare myself for what he could be about to say.

When I was done, I told him to start.

"Phil," he began. " Before I tell you my decision, I have to apologize again. I said it would take me two days, but it took me four. I hope you understand that this was a difficult decision for me to make, and that extra time made all the difference. Phil, all that time I spent thinking I decided that I was definitely straight. I thought about everything that could happen if I said yes, and everything that could happen if I said no. So in the end, basically, I decided..."

He trailed off at the end of his sentence and joined me in looking at the floor. I felt a tear slide down my face. Then he looked up and smiled at me.

"In the end, I decided that I could make an exception", he finished, his smile getting bigger.

I slowly looked up at him as the steam of tears making its way down my face became bigger.

But there was something different about these tears...

I wiped one off on my finger and looked at it closely, smiling. I knew why these tears were different.

They were tears of happiness.