Chapter 8

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Hi, guys.

Shh I know it's been over a month I'm really sorry I'm so bad at this ugh. The creative process is just not happening for me lately.

Sorry.

Also, I know I said this chapter would be in a different POV but I decided not to.

Again, SORRY.

~Torie

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Phil's POV

I was sat on the couch in the lounge area playing an iPhone game when Dan came out if his room. He had gotten dressed in a blue flannel and skinny jeans. I looked him up and down a couple times, and realised something. The flannel that Dan was wearing? It was mine. Without thinking, I spoke.

"Is that my flannel?"

"I...uh...I don't think so..." Dan stumbled over his words. "It was in my room so..." I thought back to a week before Dan fell, and remembered. He had borrowed the flannel, and he must've kept it in his room.

"If it's your's I can change, and give it back..." He muttered, looking at the ground.

"No, no, it's fine!" I said quickly. "I mean, it is mine. You borrowed it...before. But you can hang on to it for now. It looks good on you." I grinned. He smiled back at me.

"Thanks, Phil." He sat down on the couch next to me. "What are you playing?" He leaned close to me to look at my phone.

"Just Temple Run. I think you have it on your phone, too." I said. Just then, there was a knock on the door. "That'll be Chris and PJ." I looked into Dan's eyes. "Are you ready?" He nodded. "Okay." I stood up to answer the door. I opened the door to see both PJ and Chris smiling widely.

"Hiya, Phil!" PJ said.

"Come on in!" I exclaimed, gesturing for them to come inside. As soon as they entered, they saw Dan sat on the couch, engrossed in his phone. I could tell by the focused look on his face and the way he was moving his hands that he had found Temple Run.

"Dan." I said, and he ignored me. "Daniel, Chris and Peej are here." Dan looked up upon hearing his full name.

"Oh! Er, hi!" He stood up and waved, somewhat awkwardly, at Chris and PJ. "I'm Dan, but I know you know that...." He trailed off.

"Hi, Dan." PJ said, somewhat sadly. "It's...it's lovely to meet you, again. I'm PJ, and this is Chris."

"Hello!" Chris said happily, walking up to Dan, and embracing him in a big bear hug.

"Oh, hello!" Dan patted Chris's back. Chris pulled away from Dan, but kept a hand on his shoulder.

"Dan, you look so much better than you did the last time I saw you! Then again, the last time I saw you, you were in the hospital, in a coma...." Chris trailed off. "Sorry, I'm rambling. I'm just really glad you're awake." Dan smiled at Chris.

"Me too."

"So..." Chris said thoughtfully. "Want to go for coffee?"

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That was bad, I'm sorry. I know where I want the plot to go, the problem is getting it there. I didn't want to have to do this, but 3 votes and 2 comments for next update. I'm kind of sick of not receiving ANY feedback.

Thanks for reading!

~Torie

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