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We sat on the floor for 2 minutes just staring at each other. I realized we had kissed and I giggled. Phil had heard my tiny giggle. "Cute." He said. I obviously was blushing by now. Then my mum walked in. She looked at us for a second and then smiled. "Want some snacks, boys?" She asked. "That would be nice! Thank you, Miss Howell!" Phil said hopping up and sitting on the bed. "Okay it will be coming up!" She said and winked at me. Then she left. "Your mum is nice," He says than continues, "where's your dad?" He asked. "Can we not talk about that...Philly?" I said quietly. He stopped and looked at me. "Okay."He said. "What are we?" I asked. "Uhm humans?" He said. "Yeah, I know that, doofus. I meant us." I said. He thought for a minute. "I don't know Danny we just met."he said and shrugged. He called me Danny. He had a point though. "Okay Phil. We can wait a month so we can get to know each other." "Deal Sir Daniel!" He said and took my hand in his and shook it. We lie there in silence until mum walked in. "Snacks boys!" She said. We hopped up and she kissed me on the forehead. "Muuuuuummm!" I whined. Phil laughed as he ate his sandwich. That's cute. Phil shivered. "Dan, do you have a sweatshirt I can borrow?" He asked. I got up and grabbed my favorite sweatshirt. I handed it to Phil. "You can borrow it." I said and smiled. Phil slipped it on. He sniffed it and smiled. I looked confused but then laughed. "What? I like how you smell." He's perfect.

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