Dan's POV
"Everything is so warm." I thought. I woke up with a massive headache and my whole body ached. I opened my eyes to discover that I wasn't in my own bed. "Fuck I probably slept with someone." I mumbled under my breathe as I began to sit up in the bed. I swung my feet over the edge. My eyes were still half closed due to the pain in my head. "Up so soon?" I heard a voice call. I turned around to see this boy. I had to squint a few times to take in all of his features. He had shining black hair which brought out his vampiric (is that even a word) pale skin. Following those amazing features, he had ocean blue eyes with a hint of yellow near the iris. How the fuck did I end up sleeping with this model? My thoughts wondered and then I heard myself begin to talk.

"How did I end up sleeping with such a stunning boy?" I said staring at the ground. I blushed oddly. Then I looked up at him again. He just stood there looking confused holding a breakfast tray (I believe he brought for me). He chuckled a little and went to set the tray down on the bedside drawer near me. The tray had a pancake, syrup if I needed any, a glass of orange juice, and jam with bread.

"You don't have to eat everything," he said while smiling. "I wasn't sure what you liked but I figured everyone must like pancakes."

"Thank you" I said and he nodded to my words.

"You're wondering what happened last night due to your question a minute ago." he smiled.
"Want to know why you are here?" I nodded. He explained that I got into his cab after a party and smelled of alcohol. He went on how he had asked for my name and address but I just wasn't responding correctly so he took me to his house and let me sleep in his bed while he slept on his couch. After he had finished, I began my pity speech.

"You didn't need to go through all that trouble for me-- uh what's your name?" I asked interrupting my own statement.

"Phil." he replied.

"You didn't need to go through all that trouble for me Phil. I mean you could've just left my drunk ass on the street and called the cops."

"But I didn't and besides it was no trouble at all. My shift was over then anyway. " he smiled reassuring me.

"Well thank you very much. I'm grateful." I finished.

"No worries." he said. "By the way, why were you there and getting drunk anyways mind my asking?"

"Oh it was nothing." As the memories of what actually happened came flooding back I gave off this weird look.

"Are you sure? I know I'm a stranger but I won't tell anyone if you don't need me to. Sometimes it's good to talk about things instead of forcing them to stay inside you." he said putting his hand on my thigh and giving me a shy smile..

"Well.. " I started off and there I went, telling him all the deep details of the events from last night. I started crying a little toward the end about the part with Greg. When I began crying, he put his arm around me and hugged me and rubbed my back (which only made me cry even more). After the hugging and crying session, I sat there quietly waiting for him to say something to make the awkwardness go away.

"You don't deserve what he did to you. I'm sorry for what happened. I wish I could've been there for you." he said and with those words he made me feel much better.

Instead of saying 'thank you' I leaned over and hugged him while he hugged back. I wasn't much for hugs but I loved them from this stranger.

"Oh and my name is Dan. " I said giggling because I forgot to mention it.

"It's been a pleasure of meeting you Dan." he held out his hand for me to shake. "I as well hold the pleasure of you." I said giggling like a school girl and shook his hand. He left my room so I could eat my breakfast. By the tray were two pills for my headache. I took them.

As I was eating I observed the room. The walls were grey and there were three dressers. Two on both sides of the beds and one big dresser beside the wall. The room was hooked to a balcony I supposed because there was a glass door with sunlight shining through to make the room look magical.

I noticed my head beginning to feel better due to the medicine I took so when I finished my breakfast, I got up to go ask what he wanted me to do with the syrupy plate.

I walked into the next room and found the kitchen and living room connected in a way. Phil was on his couch criss-crossed intensely watching a show while eating cereal.

"Phil?" I walked over to the kitchen. "What do you want me to do with my plate?"

"Just set it down in the sink and I'll wash it later." He said with his mouth full of cereal not turning away from the television screen. I did as he said and I went over to see what this man was watching.

No fucking way. I thought as I approached the TV. D E A T H N O T E. My favourite anime of all time!

"AHDKJSHLOSDHFKLWAJHSDKUJH" is what came out of my mouth at that moment. Phil turned to look at me but by the time he had looked around I had already plumped down on a space next to him.

"You like Death Note?!?!?" I basically shouted.

"Shhh!" he said "It's my guilty pleasure." he smiled really wide.

"You shouldn't be ashamed of this MASTERPIECE!!" I began and before I knew it, I was in the ultra-fanboy stage.

After I had calmed down the episode was already over.

"Sorry for interrupting your episode." I said "Sometimes I get like that when I find people who like some of the same things I obsess over." I laughed.

"I had no problem with it! It was so interesting to see you so enthusiastic about something. In all honesty, it was adorable." he said smiling as he does. I blushed big time and turned away so he maybe wouldn't notice my tomato face.

"Well I'm sure your parents must be wondering where you are at." Phil then said after a while.

"Yeah.." I said truly disappointed.

"Maybe we will meet another day. Will it be by fate?" he said winking. I laughed.

"I sure hope." I smiled.