Chapter 18

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Three days later...

*knock knock*

I sluggishly got up off my couch and answered my door. Ever since I found out about my Dads death I had been feeling nothing but depression. There stood Dan.

"Hello Dan." I sighed.

"Come on," He said as he grabbed my arm. He pulled me downstairs and lead me into a taxi. He sat down next to me and held my hand.

"Where are we going? Where's Phil?" I asked as the taxi driver drove off.

"You'll see," He told me. I was extremely confused and curious. When the driver stopped, I looked out of the window. We were at a pub. (if you don't know what a pub is, its basically like a bar which sells beer and lemonade and stuff). I looked at Dan with confusion.

"Why are we here? I don't want to drink. If I start I wont stop and that's not great since I have to leave tomorrow," I asked Dan. All my things had already been moved and I was momentarily sleeping on a mattress. He smiled at me but didn't say anything. We got out of the car and we walked up to the pub. We walked through and Dan lead me to a room with a "reserved" sign on the door. We walked in and I gasped.

"Surprise!" Everyone chorused.

There were balloons and streamers and decorations everywhere. Phil was near the door and as soon as he saw me, he jumped up and hugged me tightly.

"guys!" I cried. "Did you do this?" I asked. They nodded.

"With a little help from everyone else of course," Phil said. I looked around and saw all my friends and family... Most of my family. I ran up to my mum and hugged her tightly.

After a while of talking and joking a slightly intoxicated A/F said to me.

"Hey Y/N! Y-you're good at that singing stuff right? You sh-should go on the kit karioke," She mumbled. My uncle smiled and agreed. Then pretty much everyone pushed me on stage.

I stood there and my mind went completely blank. I wanted to sing something meaningful. I knew that I would be going home with my mum tonight and that this may be the last time I would see Phil. I wanted to say goodbye to him. Then it clicked. I knew what I wanted to sing...

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