9. House of Memories p2

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PART TWO

Dan's POV:

"So what should I wear to go see this surprise?" I ask, walking out of the restroom with just a towel.
Phil's eyes bulge for a second but then regains composer after he notices I caught him staring.

"I'd suggest you wear something warm. It doesn't matter, though. We're going to be inside either way," he says while looking at the floor. I can see a small blush cross his cheeks.

I smirk. "All right then," I say as I walk into my closet.

I search through the mono tone colors for a shirt I like. Since Phil said we're going to be indoors, I choose a black shirt* with stars by the collar, a thin sweater, and black skinny jeans.

 Since Phil said we're going to be indoors, I choose a black shirt* with stars by the collar, a thin sweater, and black skinny jeans

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I walk out once I'm all dressed and do to find my straightener. Phil sits on my bed and just stares at the piano.

"Dan, how come you never told me you played the piano?" he asks without looking at me.

"I don't know. It just doesn't seem like anything interesting," I answer truthfully.

"Could you play something for me?" He asks, finally looking at me.

"Why not," I smile at him. I couldn't say no to Phil.

I walk over to the white chair and sit down. I play the first thing that comes to my head.

Phil comes up behind me and hugs my neck once I finish playing.

"Thank you," he says as he puts his chin on my head.

I smile even though he can't see me. "It was my pleasure."

***

It didn't take us too long to walk to his house. All the way there we held hands and Phil talked about how adorable my baby pictures were.

"So, Phil, where is this surprise you keep taking about at?" I asked once we get to his room.

"Patience, Dan," he say as he rummages through his closet for a minute.

"Ugh! You know how much I hate waiting." I sigh and sit in front of his 'Window Wall'. That's what I've named the part of his wall that is just one huge window.

"You won't have to wait much longer," he says. I can hear him walking towards me, but I don't turn around. "Now close your eyes."

"Why do I need to- what the fuck are you doing!?" I exclaim when I feel him tie something around my eyes.

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