December 25 2010
it was finally christmas morning. the air was filled with excitement, and eagerness to open presents. i woke up on someones bed, whose, i wasnt sure but it had a familiar vanilla scent to it. i was alone, but i felt the empty spot next to me, it still felt warm.
i pushed myself up on my elbows and inhaled the intense smell of pancakes and coffee. of course, it was phils ideal breakfast. i stood up and pulled on one of phils hoodies. it was quite cold and i brought no sweaters besides a leather one, which wasnt very suitable for this occasion.
i walked into the kitchen, and instantly felt a pair of arms fling around my neck, i was too startled to realise who it was and what was happening.
"merry christmas dan!" i returned the gesture after realizing it was phil, it was too early in the morning for this.
he broke the hug, and looked at me with a beaming smile on his face. his amount of joy for christmas was precious. i laughed, and shook my head, reaching for a mug on the table. both of them were full, and they both had hot chocolate, so i took a random one, and took a seat on one of phils colored chairs. i knew phils mum would be coming this morning, she could walk in at any moment, so i was very observant. meeting phils mum was like a step further into our friendship, its getting on the mum status, and thats pretty high.
phil walked over with two massive plates, one stacked with pancakes and the other with eggs and bacon. i gladly took some of each, and we both ate. we were only halfway finished eating when we heard the doorbell ring. phil ushered over to the door, still in his cookie monster pyjamas, and a plain white shirt.
sure enough it was phils mum. i couldn't help but notice the similar features she shared with phil. they had the same nose, and eyes. she had shoulder-length, blond hair. her skin was slightly more tanned than phils, and her eyes were the same shade as phils as well. she was stunning.
"hello phillip! still in your pyjamas are we?" she hugged phil, and laughed at his choice of clothes. her voice was very different from the accent i was used to, which i shouldve expected, as shes from the north, but it was quite lovely. phil took the two boxes from her hands and placed it under the tree to open later.
her eyes drifted toward me, and i instantly felt awkward. i wasnt used to having people around me besides phil, and my parents, so the thought of having to speak with her make my stomach churn.
her lips pulled into a smile as she looked at me, i stood up, and walked over to her reaching out my hand for her to shake. i was disgustingly awkward. she instead, pulled me into a tight hug, i didnt understand why she would hug someone shes never met, but i still hugged her back.
"daniel its so nice to actually meet you! phils talked loads about you" she beamed, her hand still lingering on my waist.
"mum!" phil looked down in embarrassment, and i couldnt help but laugh at how cute he looked when he was embarrassed.
he showed her to the table, and set out some food for her as well. we all sat and talked about phils childhood, and what we would be doing today.
when we all finished eating, me and phil went over to the tree to give his mum the presents he bought her, and he would open the one i bought for him, and vise versa.
first was phils mum, she tore off the festive paper, to reveal a beautiful vase. it looked like it cost a fortune. she leaned over to hug phil tightly, and set it aside. phil never told me she was coming, the day we went shopping so i couldn't get her a present. i felt horrible.
i handed phil the present i got him, and he opened it with excitement. when he saw the candle i bought him, he lunged forward and tackled me with a hug. i knew he liked candles but not this much.
i laughed, and hugged him back.
"thank you dan it smells amazing i really like it!" i have never seen him smile so hard before, i wasnt sure if it was because of the gift or just the fact that i got him something.
it was my turn to open, and phil handed me his mums gift to me, which made me feel even more terrible because she went out of the way to buy me something and i couldn't give her anything.
i opened it slowly, dreading the thought of her having bought me something expensive. but when i opened it, i loosened up a bit. it was only a stuffed animal, and a hand written note, which im sure didnt cost much.
i smiled and thanked her, apologising profusely about not giving her anything in return. she told me it didnt cost her anything, and that it was one of phils old stuffed animal, which made it more special, as when i leave ill have a part of phil with me.
next i opened phils present. it was a christmas jumper with a ufo on it, i thought it was quite cute. there was also a note in his.
"that's so that you dont have to always steal my jumpers!" he shoved me playfully on the shoulder, and laughed.
i really appreciated them two giving me something. this was the first year that i spent a holiday with someone i care about, i didnt want to go back home to an empty house with no phil, and no constant cheer, or hot chocolate. im going to miss his cuddles and the sleepless nights we shared, watching movies and eating popcorn.
phil noticed that i was tearing up, and he sat down next to me ,placing a hand on my leg.
"whats wrong dan?" i looked up at him and saw how concerned he looked, i instantly felt guilty for making him waste his time trying to take care of me. he was happy.
"i don't want to go back home. im going to miss you, and I'll be alone all day. i just really like it here with y-you" i sniffled, and wiped my eyes with the back of my hand.
his eyes softened, and he reached over, pushing a strand of hair out of my face, "its okay dan, you can come back any time you like, im always here."
i smiled at him, and pulled myself into his chest, he wrapped his arms around my waist and we sat there together for a while, enjoying each other while we both still could. i could hear his heart beating. it was beating rapidly, and it was just a reminder that i had someone near me, i always will.
a/n
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