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phil//

dan : prove it

without hesitating, i pressed the video chat icon.

oh no

i hadn't even checked to see if i looked okay.

what if 'dan' was a creepy stalker? a porn star?

what if he hated the way i had styled my hair?

it was too late now. the video call was connecting.

a blurry boy appeared on the screen. "shit, hold on" he mumbled, quietly.

the boy shifted things around, probably looking for a place to set his phone, so he wouldn't have to hold it.

"hi" i said, as the quality of the call progressed. his hair, similarly styled to my own, looked about as soft as a kitten. his skin looked so pure and smooth. his dark eyes looked as if they held wonders. amazing wonders.

"hey" dan smiled.

his smile made my heart go a million miles per hour. his smile had caused butterflies to become professional acrobats in my stomach. his smile made my legs tingly, and my hands shaky.

after a long minute of not saying anything, i cleared my throat. "is this proof enough?" i asked, smiling.

"i guess" dan laughed. "though i wasn't expecting this. i was expecting maybe a picture or something."

"well, this is at least 3.5 times better!" i say.

dan laughs again. his laugh is so warm. he's only a stranger, but his laugh makes me feel like i've known him for ages. it makes me want to take him to breath-taking places. it makes me feel safe.

"hey, i'm not complaining." he says.

"well, neither am i"

we go another long minute without talking.

"so what are your plans for the weekend?" dan asks.

"i don't know," i say. "probably just marathon buffy or something."

"eventful."

"what about you?"

"probably tell everyone i'm studying, but in reality i'll just be stuck in an anime spiral."

"i can definitely relate to that."

he gives a small laugh. "yeah. i'm a huge loser."

i scoff. "i bet i'm more of a loser."

"no way." he says. "you look like one of those guys who succeeds in everything they do."

"no i don't!" i smile.

"you do! i bet you're super smart too."

"well, i certainly try my best."

dan looks away from the camera

"i'm sure you do too." i quickly add.

"no." he mumbles.

without knowing what to say, i attempt to change the subject. "we should meet up sometime!"

"we should!"

"yeah! now that you know i'm not a creepy old man." i say.

"hey, in my defense there are a lot of creepy people out there." dan said, trying not to smile.

"i'm going to get you danny." i said, trying to channel my inner smeagol.

"no, please, stop! please stop!" he said through laughter. i laughed too.

i really like this boy.

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(this chapter makes me cringe, it's p shitty)