×Chapter 5×

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*Danyul's P.O.V*
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I feel so bad for Y/N. She has panic attacks, and she has them bad. And I mean bad. I really like Y/N, and I don't know how to tell her.

"Dan?" Phil's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I mutter, still staring at the wall.

"You like Y/N, don't you?" Phil asked, a grin spreading on his face.

"No-I uh of course... Maybe," I gabble, but Phil heard.

"Awwhh! That's so cute!" Phil squeaked. He always gets so exited when I have a crush on somebody. He's like the straight version of Tyler Oakley.

"Hey, what's Y/N's number, Danny boy?" Phil asked

"Okay, first things first. Never call me 'Danny boy', and secondly it's Y/P/N. (your phone number)"

"Okie," Phil grins.

I stare at Phil as he walks out of the room. Suddenly, I hear Phil talking and laughing. Then he comes back into my room, and smiles.

"Daniel, you have just gotten yourself a date." Phil says, and then leaves the room.

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