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   As we got to the condo Clari shared with her sister, they had already explained it all to me. 

And every single second I felt myself falling more and more for Phil.

 I fell for his voice

                   for his smile

                            for his touch

                                    for his laugh

                                            for his smell

                                                  for his personality

                                                          for him, in general.

 He talked about everything in such a passionate way, as if everything was just a big amusement park and he was a small adventurous child.

              Jesus fucking Christ, what did the world do for Phil to smile this way?

I just couldn't believe.

 I just couldn't believe he was by my side.

 By my actual side.

 I could literally touch him at any time.

 Physically.

 Not through a screen.

 He existed.

 And fuck, he was adorable.


I couldn't stop contemplating my best friend's preciousness, but when you're lost in somebody's eyes (and Oh my God, it was easy to get lost in Phil's eyes), you never really pay attention to what's happening on your surroundings.


That's when I fell.


Not for Phil

                          , but with him.


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