Chapter 8: How We became Us

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October 25th 2009
Dan's POV

I got up at 10:45 and I arranged to meet Phil at he's place at 1:00pm, so I had to be ready on time to catch the train. I took a shower and straightened my hair before putting on my black turtleneck and skinnies before rushing downstairs to get breakfast.

"Adrian Howell! If you think you are going out with that broken arm, you can think again young man!"

I heard my dad yell, Adrian probably wanted to play cricket but I have no idea how he thought he would do it, his arm is in a giant cast and is in two pieces. I stood listening to their conversation on top of the stairs.

"It's not fair dad! You know I need to play otherwise my team won't win the next cup!" Adrian said angrily, "Listen to your father Adrian, it's incredibly dangerous in your condition. You are not coming out of this house!" My mum said sternly.

Adrian growled before storming out of the kitchen at slumped down in the living room sofa.
"Im guessing you heard all of that" Adrian mumbled, I nodded and patted he's shoulder as he sighed.
"It's not fair! They know how important this is to me!" Adrian folded he's arms but winced in pain as he moved he's broken one.

"Adrian, your in bad shape buddy. You've been in that cast for a week and you want to move and do stuff you can't do, mum and dad are just worried about you." I said sympathetically. Adrian nodded slightly before getting up and walking to he's room. I sighed, he wasn't heathy for him to be cooped up in the house for 6 months, he needed to get out.

I looked at my phone and saw I was going to be late, I rushed out of my house before telling goodbye to my mum and dad. Before running to catch the bus to the train station.
I started thinking about the whole Skype call with Phil about my uncle James, the guy meant no harm. He was just curious and he was a nice guy. I sighed heavily before putting in my headphones and playing fall out boy.

I put my hands in my pockets and I started  thinking. Just......thinking I couldn't describe it, it was just random stuff that I've never really thought about before.

I sat up, I had an idea.

I pulled out my phone and typed in the number and it started ringing.

Ring.......
Ring.......
Ring.......

"Hello?" A familiar voice picked up.
"Aunt Melissa, it's Dan. I need a favour........."







I got to phil's house around 1:15pm, I was a little late but I'm sure he wouldn't mind. I hoped at least. Phil lived in a nice neighbour hood in the middle of no where, his house was big plants tangled and wrapped around the front of the house where the entrance was. It was quite homey.
I rang the door bell, and waited a few seconds for someone to answer.

"PHIL GET THE DOOR!" I heard someone shout, "IM PUTTING ON A SHIRT!  YOU GET IT MARTYN!" I heard Phil yell. I heard the keys jingle from the inside as the door opened, "oh hey you must be Dan. I'm phil's brother Martyn." He said offering a hand and I shook it. "You probably haven't heard about me phil's embarrassed of he's big brother" Martyn chuckled.

"Ugh Martyn your the only person that embarrasses me, your worst than dad!" Phil said coming down wearing a checkered shirt. "Aw my little brother is embarrassed of me!" Martyn said hugging Phil Phil pushed him away laughing. "I'm going to go into town, nice too meet you Dan. See you guys later" Martyn said walking out the door.

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