Dans POV:
I was laying on the grass outside the art museum in Colchester and saw a tall slim shadow standing behind me..
I turned around too see who it was, and it was my best friend! Phil. holding a gift with my name on it.
I was surprised to see him here. I mean he didn't say he was coming with me.
"Uh.. Phil what are you doing here? I thought you were staying in London"
I said to Phil trying not to avoid eye contact.
"Nahh. I'd get too bored with out you"
Phil says while smiling
Phil is so cute I don't understand why he even came to spend time with a person like me.
"Heh. So what's in your hand?"
I don't know why I asked such an obvious question. It's just a box right? Nothing special..
"Oh this thing. Yeah it's a gift for you"
He says in that cute voice of his
I blush slightly and fake a sneeze trying to hide it
"Why don't you sit next to me"
I say in a friendly voice with a small smile.
Phil sits next to me about 18 cm apart from each other.
Phil's POV
I sit next to Dan closely but not too close and turn to him
"Here, open it"
Dan looks at me and takes hold of the gift carefully
"W.. What should I open it now?"
Dan says calmly
"Well obviously why would I let you take it if not"
I laugh slightly.
Dan starts to take the rapping off slowly.
I feel a drop of water hit my forehead and look up only to see dark storm clouds covering up the sun.
"Oh great"
I say sarcastically.
Dan looks at me with a confused face with his hands holding the box still
"Hu? What is it?"
Dan says with a confused face
