Chapter One

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Dan looked out the window of their lounge and saw the skies darkening with clouds so grey they were nearly black. He heard thunder rumbling quietly in the distance. Phil walked in holding two mugs full of hot chocolate He handed one to Dan and said "Looks like a storm's coming."
"Yeah.", Dan said, accepting the mug and taking a sip.
Phil sat down on the opposite end of the couch as Dan and turned on the TV. Dan admired the ebony haired boy from a distance. The way his hair fell perfectly. How beautiful his eyes were. How his dark hair made his already stunning blue eyes stand out even more.
God, he's so gorgeous, Dan thought to himself
"Dan...?", Phil asked, snapping Dan back into reality.
"Oh. Uhm. What?", Dan responded
"I said 'What do you want to watch?'" He laughed
"Oh. Whatever's fine, really."
Phil smiled and put on Doctor Who. Dan wasn't paying much attention to the TV though. He was paying more attention to how beautiful his friend was. And how much he loved him. He could never tell Phil how he felt though. He didn't want to risk loosing their friendship. Phil's friendship meant the world to Dan.
After about three and a half episodes Phil told Dan goodnight and headed off to his room for bed. Dan peered out the window once more, admiring the oncoming storm, before going to bed himself.

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