Brooke

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I park my car in my new reserved parking spot and hop out to start getting boxes. I walk over to the truck and grabbed a box from the back and start to make my way up the stairs.

As I reach the level my flat is on I stop and begin to dig for my keys. As soon as I find them I grab them out of my purse and begin to make my way towards the door. As I stick the key into the lock, I hear a loud thud followed by an "Ouch."

It's a voice I recognize too well. I slowly turn around to face two tall men laying face first on the carpet. I look at them for awhile when the guy with the black hair says "Sorry!" and begins to stand up.

That's when I see it. The chocolate brown hair and the black clothes. I suddenly say, "Dan?" Shit. Why did I just say that? It can't be him. Or could it?

The man looks up and stares at me. He quickly stumbles to his feet and stands in front of me. It's him. I would recognize those brown eyes anywhere. "Brooke?" he finally says.

Without thinking I drop the box I'm holding and practically throw myself onto him. I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his arms around my waist. I feel myself blush. It's probably because I like it. We stay like that for what feels like forever and I never want to let go.

Dan lets go when the guy with the balck hair interrupts us. He looks at Dan then back at me. He makes his way over and extends his hand for me to shake. "Hi, I'm Phil." Is that his boyfriend? No Dan isn't bi or gay, or maybe he is and I just never knew.

I start to get a little nervous. I give Dan a confused look and he only laughs. "Brooke this is Phil. He's my friend."

Ok, did he read my mind or something? I'm not mad about it at least I know he's just a friend. I turn my eyes away from Dan and focus them on Phil. I put my small hand into his big one and shake it. "Well Phil, it is very nice to meet you." He flashes me a smile before saying, "Dan has told me a lot about you, so it's nice to put a name to a face."

I glance over at Dan who is blushing a little bit. He's talked about me? What does that mean? "Well I hope he didn't say anything he shouldn't have." Dan laughs and so does Phil.

"Don't worry I didn't tell him everything." Phil takes a step back and looks at me then back at Dan. "You guys must be close."

I smile and stare into Dan's eyes as he does the same with mine. "Ya well we've known each other for a long time." Dan says to Phil without looking away from me. I blush and look away.

"So what are you guys doing in the hallway that my flat just so happens to be in?" Phil grins at me and points into the flat that they fell out of, "This is mine and Dan's flat."

My mouth drops open a little bit but I quickly close it, and replace it with a smile. "Really? That's great! We get to be neighbors." I elbow Dan, "Just like when we were little."

He looks at me with a huge smile. "Just like old times." I turn around and pick up the box that I was holding before. "Well seeing that we're neighbors, You guys get to help me with the boxes."

I give a evil grin as they both groan. We all end up laughing and I open up the door and get a whiff of that new apartment smell.

I set down the box and we all walk down the stairs to the moving truck. Right now I couldn't be happier.

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