Haunted- Phanfic

Chapter 1

June 11th, 2014
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"Happy birthday!" I shout, jumping on Dan's bed. He groans and turns over to face me. I fall to my knees and put my face close to his.
"I made you a special breakfast," I tell him.
"Really?" He smiles.
"Yes. Come on." I grab his wrist and start to pull him out of bed, but then I discover he's shirtless.
"Put on some clothes, first," I tell him. "And then join me in the kitchen."
He agrees and I leave to let him change. I walk into the kitchen and pull down two mugs, pouring coffee in both of them and setting them on the table.
When he walks in, he looks impressed at the variety of food I've made him. He asks me if we can watch TV during breakfast, and I tell him yes, so we both pile our plates with food and sit together in the lounge.
He sits down first and pats the section of the couch next to him. Not the next seat, but just inches away from where he's sitting. I gladly take the invitation to be close to him and sit down.
Our hips, legs, and shoulders touch, and I cross my foot over his on the ground. When I do, we both make eye contact and stare at each other for a while, probably too long. I swear he leans into me, but suddenly stands up and walks away. I frown.
"Where are you going?"
"Um... Seconds."
I nod.
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That night
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At around 7 PM, I take Dan out for dinner. He has no idea that at home, our friends are preparing for his surprise party.
We climb the stairs to our apartment door, and I slip the key in the lock and turn the door open.
We walk in and Dan leans over and turns on the light.
"Surprise!" Everyone shouts.
Dan gasps and puts his hands over his eyes. He turns to me and hugs me. He lingers, but eventually pulls away and joins the crowd.
We hang out for a while, and the next thing I know I'm taking shots with Dan. I can tell he's getting drunk, and I chicken out and stop after just two.
By midnight, pretty much everyone except me is drunk. Dan slurs his speech and stumbles when he walks, but I stay by his side to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.
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The next thing I know, I'm laying in bed, kissing someone. I'm not sure who it is. All I know is that it's a boy. I don't really care, though, because the way he presses his lips against mine and moves his body against mine and holds me close is the only thing I can focus on.
I inhale and catch the scent of body wash, like the stuff Dan uses.
Strange.
I put my hand on the mystery boy's cheek and he sighs happily. I listen to his heart beating, then run my hand along the curve of his nose. It feels familiar. I tell myself I'm just imagining it.
Suddenly, my door opens and I sit up to face whoever opened it.
It's PJ.
"Hey, Phil-" he looks over and sees whoever is sitting next to me. I get curious, so I turn my head and then I'm staring into beautiful brown eyes and the same color hair-
I gasp.
I'm looking at Dan.