Chapter 2: The Call

As I woke from a rough night of toss and turns in bed; worrying about what phil would think of me if he knew what state I was in, I thought to myself all the possibilities that could be made in the next 12 hours of today.

I began with making myself a bowl of cereal and sat in front of the tv. 'Great british bake off' was on and I began to feel a rush of warmth in my body, a wet occurrence in my eyes and a shiver down my spine.

Before I knew it I was crying; not the loud weepy type of cry but a subtle and heavy breathing type of cry. A cry of loss and worry, a cry that made me think I was stupid and unworthy. A cry that made me think of phil, and made me realise just how much I miss him.

I let the tears run smoothly down my face and drip onto my clothing, I let my thoughts take over me and before I knew it I was asleep on the couch and dreaming about all the bad things that have never really left me, but I hadn't gone back to in a while.

Since phil had entered my life in fact, he was good at letting me forget and making me feel good about myself.

I had to realise that phil would be back in 2 days, I needed to stop this stupidity and reevaluate how I was being. Phil wouldn't be happy if he knew how pathetic I was being so I sat up and turned on my laptop.

I tweeted 'give me some inspiration' and waited.

Soon enough people were replying with 'doughnuts' 'llamas' 'delia smith' and 'you' as a little joke. I scrolled and read through the many replies. I replied to 2 that made me smile; well smile more than I had done, and then went into my room to get ready.

At 12:30 the phone rang; I usually don't answer it, but today was different, today it seemed right to answer it so I did.

A small voice spoke 'hello, dan?'

I answered 'hello, who is this?'

'It's me, phil. How are you?'

I stumbled back a bit, taking in those words, those beautiful soft words. I felt a shiver go through me and a smile appeared on my face, a real one this time. I answered 'PHIL! How are you? I've missed you so much, have you enjoyed yourself?'

Phil giggled musically down the line 'I'm good thankyou, I miss you too, and that's why I'm going to get home a day early! Can you come and meet me at the airport tomorrow at 11?'

I breathed heavily, ecstatic at this amazing news, phil was coming back for me because he missed me. 'Oh my god, that's brilliant! Of course I will, I can't wait to see you!'

Phil laughed again and said 'yeah same'

I then spoke to him for about 2 hours; it would have been more but phil was running out of credit and I needed to go shopping; so that it would look like I did something productive while he was away.

I couldn't believe he was coming home tomorrow, a warm rush went through me and my heart beat increased with excitement and I was singing and smiling all around the flat... This was the happiest day of the week and I couldn't wait to see phil again.