Chapter Fourteen:
Something to Remember Me By
It was our last day in Manchester. Alana and I were playing Mario Kart in Dan and Phil's apartment, cuddling next to our corresponding counterparts. My Princess Peach was kicking butt. I was extremely thrilled about this.
"Agh! I hate the little bombs!" Alana exclaimed.
"Eat my dust!" Phil countered. "That's what you Americans say, yeah?"
I laughed. "Yeah, if you were born in the eighties."
He stuck his tongue out at me, his eyes never leaving the screen. I sucked down the rest of my apple juice, keeping a solid 5th place in the race. Boys are competitive and proud. Better to let them win and be happy with me than lose and be pouty.
"Stupid banana peel!" Dan shouted, getting thrown from second place back to twelfth. The race was so close that one slip-up could be fatal.
Alana, stopping her Yoshi completely, let Dan get ahead of her.
Phil paused the game, and both boys stared at her, mouths agape.
"What?" she asked, confused.
"You let him get ahead of you..." Phil breathed in awe.
"Uh...yeah...so?" She clearly was not getting it.
Dan just stared at her, finally muttering, "I'm so freaking in love with you."
Alana blushed a deep red. "I love you, too."
Dan then jumped up, lending his hand to his girlfriend and announcing, "Come with me if you want to make out!"
Giggling, she eagerly followed him into his bedroom.
"Yeah! Get some!" I shouted. Phil chuckled.
"You are such a dork." He poked my nose and I grinned cheesily.
"Yup, that's what I do best." I glanced at the controller, longing to win for once today. Beating Phil wouldn't make him too mad. Maybe a little pouty. But he loves me, so it wouldn't be too bad. "Wanna race?"
Phil put on his game face, grabbing his controller. "Oh, you're sooo going down!"
I picked up my controller as well. "It's on!"
Six games later, and I had beaten Phil every time. After my sixth victory, I jumped up. "Oh yeah! Sixth win in a row! Yessir! I rock! Took you down!" I wiggled my fingers under my chin, yelling, "Davey Joooooooones!" This sent Phil into a fit of laughter, catching the Youtube reference. I stuck my tongue out at him and he jerked at my ankle. I tripped and he caught me, placing me in his lap. Laughter echoed through the flat for a good twenty minutes before we calmed down enough to catch our breath. He traced my jaw with his finger, turning my face towards him and pressing his lips to mine. I loved Phil's were warm and sweet and gentle. They tasted of Maltesers, and each kiss felt like the first one. I wanted to be in this moment forever, his warmth swallowing me whole, draping me in sunshine and all things good. Reality hit me again when I realized Phil had pulled away. He picked me up and placed me on the floor beside him, hopping up and jogging to his room.
"Y u no kiss me longer?!" I whined.
"Hold on a second!" he yelled from the other room. I sulked.
When he finally returned, I noticed he was hiding something behind his back.
"Whatcha got?"
"A present." He handed the small box to me, grinning. I opened it to reveal a charm bracelet. An absolutely beautiful one at that.
"Oh, Phil..."
"Look! It's got an elevator charm for when we met, a chocolate bar charm for our favorite candy store, a dragon charm for Skyrim, and a hobbit charm for the movie we watched before our first kiss." He was beaming and so was I.
"How did you remember all this?"
"They were important events on my life timeline." He pulled me back into his lap.
I noticed a final charm: a chalkboard with both of our initials on it. "Why the chalkboard?"
"Because we're both massive dorks. Here, let me see." I handed him the bracelet and he wrapped it around my wrist, hooking it together.
"This is really sweet Phil. But what's the occasion?"
"Just something to remember me by." He nuzzled his face into my shoulder.
"Well, I love it." I gently kissed his temple. No one had ever cared for me like Phil had. And now I was leaving him.
"Can we just stay like this forever?"
"I wish."
I entwined my fingers with his, and he whispered something almost incoherent:
"I'm so afraid you'll forget me."
He bit my shoulder lovingly and I frowned. It was the saddest thing I'd ever heard come out of Phil's mouth.
"Phil, I could never forget you."
A/N: Sorry it took so long to upload this chapter! School and clubs have already been crazy! Bleh. :P This is probably my favorite chapter, despite the lack of length. Tell me what YOU think! Comment in the convenient little box below! ^.^
