Chapter 1

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*Dan's point of view*

I woke up to the amazing smell of Pancakes, Phil must be cooking them. He loves pancakes but then again so do I! All of a sudden my mind turned to think of Phil; his beautiful black hair, his beautiful blue eyes, his smile. Oh god that smile, it was more beautiful than a sunset on a warm summers evening. Interrupting my thoughts Phil walked in
"Morning Dan!" He said with a hint of excitement in his eyes
"Morning Phil" I said gloomily, I was often gloomy nowadays but I tried to be happy for Phil, I try and do everything for Phil
"I made Pancakes?" He looked at me and smirked, he knew I couldn't resist Pancakes, especially Delia Smith pancakes
"I'm coming, let me get out of bed" I said rubbing my eye, as I said that Phil looked at me smiled and walked out of the room, something told me that he had something special planned but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. As I was thinking about my encounter with Phil there was a sudden loud noise, the smoke alarm.
"Oh Phil!" I shouted as the alarm was whining
"Sorry!" Phil laughed his voice barely heard over the alarm.
I walked into the kitchen it smelt like heaven, Phil only cooked on special occasions let alone pancakes so I wondered why he was cooking today..

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