Phil's P.O.V
I got in the lift after going to the shop to get some Chinese takeaway. The numbers on the lift was getting higher I was very focused on the rising electronic numbers until it stopped at floor 5, I snapped back into reality as a tall man with angelic features stepped in. He had mesmerizing chocolate brown eyes, and a light brown fringe a bit thicker than mine. He was about the same height and.."hi." He said shyly but happily his voice was a beautiful London accent that guided out of his pink soft lips. " hi, what floor?" I managed to slip through my teeth. "Oh um, 8." He stated 'same as me' I thought then said to him. He nodded slightly, I couldn't help myself from staring. his gaze met mine quickly before I looked away and blushed a bit. 'why am I thinking this I'm not gay..' The electronic lift voice said '8th floor' as if we hadn't noticed already. The doors slid open and I walked out the man following. "see you later mate" I said instantly regretting it as he flashed his perfect white smile at me. I continued down the corridor looking back at him, he was checking his phone. I got to my door unlocking it as I felt his presence a couple doors down then I continued jamming the key in. ( not like that you nasties)
