The Wrong Way Around [Phan]

Chapter 23

Phil's Pov

As soon as Cat had left, I practically passed out. I was so tired, I just fell to the ground, and was almost asleep within seconds.

I just barely saw Dan when he turned around, probably to make sure I was okay. When he saw I had fallen asleep, I felt his arms wrap around me and carry me into my room.

Once I was tucked into bed, Dan turned around to leave. It was then that I realized I really didn't want to sleep alone tonight. I mean, what if Cat or Nick came back to get revenge or something?!

Dan was the only one who would protect me.

"Dan?" I managed to croak out, barely able to speak because I was so tired. "Can you stay with me, please?"

I saw him smile and start to walk towards me before my eyes closed, and I didn't have enough energy to open them again. But I still felt him lie down beside me, and felt him wrap his body protectively around mine as I drifted off to sleep.

* Get out your Time Turners everyone, there's a time skip here!*

I woke up to find Dan still curled up around me, and instantly felt all warm and fuzzy inside. I turned a bit so I could watch him sleep for a bit.

He was so adorable when he was asleep.

I guess he felt my gaze on him, because he slowly blinked his eyes open, squinting them a bit against the bright sunlight that was shining in through the window we had forgotten to close last night.

He smiled at me, then stretched a bit and rolled over onto his back, turning his head back to continue looking at me.

Brown into blue.

"Morning Dan" I whispered, drawing out all the vowels and yawning after I had finished my sentence.

He yawned as well, then replied with a sleepy-sounding, "morning."

I moved a bit closer to him, placing my head between his face and shoulder.

"Hey!" He said said, giggling a bit. "Get your hair out of my face!"

I removed my head from underneath his face, pouting a bit as I did so.

Since snuggle time was over, I leaned over to give Dan a quick little kiss on the cheek, then got up.

As I went to get our breakfast ready, I also started going over the events of last night.

It was pretty terrifying, to be honest.

I had nearly been raped by Cat, then Dan had nearly left, then my murderer came into my home.

Not exactly my idea of a good time.

Just as I had finished thinking about everything and actually started with the pancakes, I saw Dan come flying out of my room and out to grab his coat. But I didn't hear him leave the flat.

What in the world could he be up to now?

Dan's Pov

I had been having such a relaxing morning.

That was, until I remembered something slightly important about the night Phil had been stabbed.

I had had a hamster in my coat pocket. A hamster which I hadn't yet removed from said coat pocket.

I flew out of Phil's bedroom, running and grabbing my coat to bring back to my room before Phil noticed.

Once I had closed and locked my door, I laid my coat out of the floor, put a tissue over my hand and reached into the pocket.

What I pulled out was not pleasant.

How would I explain this to Phil?!

Unless I didn't have to...

I put some clothes on and walked back out. As I went past the kitchen Phil told me the pancakes would be ready in a second, so I might as well sit down to eat.

"Sorry," I told him. "I have to go out and do something, it's pretty important. I'll have some when I get back, though, okay?"

"Okay," he said, looking a bit disappointed.

As I stepped out into the bright, sunny morning, I decided to take the bus rather than a taxi. I waited at the bus stop for one to arrive, then, once I was on, it was a twenty-five minute drive to the pet shop.

I got off once we were there, but as I walked up to the door I immediately had to turn back around and hide in the alley beside the store.

Cat had just walked out, holding a snake and talking to it. "I think I'll call you Deliah," I just barely heard her whisper to the animal. "We're going to have lots of fun with Dan and Phil later on."

She still had that evil grin on her face as she walked away in the opposite direction.

Once I was sure she wouldn't spot me, I pushed open the doors and walked up to the counter in the tiny store.

"Hey," said the girl there, looking bored.

"Um, hi..." I read her name tag, then continued my sentence. "... Trinity. I was wondering if you had any white hamsters with little brown speckles along their backs, about this size." As I said it, I used my hands to demonstrate what size the hamster needed to be.

"Awfully specific," Trinity said, leaning forwards a bit. "But I think we might have one, surprisingly enough."

I sighed with relief, glad I wouldn't have to tell Phil his hamster had died, and followed the girl over to a shelf near the back of the small store.

Once we were there, Trinity pointed me to  a hamster almost the exact same size as our last one, with a very similar pattern.

"That's the closest we've got, hope it's good enough," she shrugged.

"Yeah, it'll have to do, I guess," I replied, as she grabbed the hamster up out of its enclosure.

She passed him to me and I brought him up to the counter. After I had paid for him, I thanked Trinity for the help and said goodbye

After another twenty-five minute bus ride, I finally reentered the flat. Making sure that Phil was in his room, I quickly darted over and placed the hamster into its new home.

He was just like the old hamster. I was sure Phil would never find out.