Nostalgia

Chapter 8

Phil's POV

I woke up in a unfamiliar location prier to my flat I had fallen asleep in. I sat up and looked around, by the decoration and room it looked like I was in a hotel room and by the quiet outside world I suspected I wasn't in London , suddenly I felt a weight stir next to me, I quickly turned to see a brown messy haired Dan asleep next to me. I was so confused how did we end up in an unfamiliar room in an unfamiliar place. I then noticed my torso and rest of my body was only covered by the fluffy blanket, I felt my face start to heat up and I tried to remember anything that happened the night before...nothing. I then went to gently tap my sleeping partners shoulder but before I could lay a single finger on his skin my eyes snapped open and I awoke tangled in my bed, fully dressed and in my familiar small lonely flat.

Why did that dream seem so vivid? I thought to my self as I stared up at the blank ceiling. Why did I have that dream in the first place? I knew exactly why I had that dream, I just wouldn't let myself believe it.

I sighed and reached over to grab my phone and check what time it was. It wasn't there. I sat up in my bed and squinted as I turned on the colorful lamp by my bed. I then saw the phone on a table across the room and I groaned as I swung my feet over the side of the bed and shuffled toward the thing.

I turned it on, 5:07 am. I yawned and suspected I wasn't falling asleep anytime soon so I fixed my self a bowl of cereal and flipped on the TV. Nothing good was on at this hour, just reruns from the previous day, I sighed as I chuckled at the same jokes I had heard over and over and I often caught myself thinking: Dan would have liked this, or Dan would have found that funnier... I then sank into thought. Why was I letting myself fall so hard for him, so fast? I thought I had put up walls, why were they now a pile of rubble within a few days? I thought after Catherine the walls I built would never come down, and now I come to find, they are like dust when Dan is around. I was scared, were my walls not strong enough, or had I finally found someone who wouldn't hurt me and I could love once again.

I shook my head and cleared all thoughts formulating in my brain and soon found myself falling asleep while watching some old tv show.

I woke up to the sound of rapid knocking at my front door, without thinking I bolted up from the couch I had fallen asleep on and knocked the half-eaten bowl of cereal on the floor.

"I'll be right there." I shouted as I stumbled past the mess I had made.

I quickly unlocked the door to find Dan standing with a worried look on his face. "Phil are you okay?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I just spilled a late night snack on the carpet... Why?

"Well its two o'clock in the afternoon and I thought we were going to Ikea to get some furniture for the flat. But when you didn't show up this morning I got worried. "

"S-sorry for worrying you... come in, make yourself at home, I should be ready in a few minutes." Dan walked in and sat down on the sofa while I shuffled through some shirts and found an outfit. I can't believe I forgot to meet Dan today, I scolded myself.... But why was he worried? I didn't let myself think about it, I was in a hurry. I threw on a simple T-shirt and shorts and before I could mention anything to Dan who was waiting patiently in the other room, I heard his voice.

"PHHHIIIIILLLLL, hurry up!"

I rolledy eyes and laughed. I stepped out of my room and was greated by him shuffling through an old stack of photos I kept on the coffee table.

"Who's this?" Dan asked.

I looked at the familiar photo. "Thats Martyn, my brother." I said as I sat down next to him. I then noticed Dan's expression change.

"We should get going." Dan mumbled.

I wanted to ask what was wrong but before I could Dan was already walking towards the door.

"What about this one?" I asked as I plopped myself down on a white sofa.

"White gets dirty to fast, and plus I'm not that big on white."

I sighed we'd been searching for at least 4 hours for the perfect couch, we've found everything else, a table, a new bed for Dan, dressers, chairs, the essentials, and plus a few knick knacks along the way.

"Find everything okay gentleman?" I heard someone ask.

I turned around to find a teenager maybe early twenties late teens, standing patiently for a responce.

Dan nodded. Yes we are looking for a couch.

"Preferably one that's gray or black, long, and semi squishy." I said as I added all of Dan's preferred choices.

"We should have a few I think you two would like." He said while walking threw the rows of sofas. "So how long have you two been dating?" The man asked suddenly.

"O-oh we're not together." Both me and Dan said in unison. I looked over that my friend and smiled at the fact he was bushing. He looked cute when he blushed, his laugh was amazing too... And sometimes I wish we were together, but he'd never like me.

"My apologies." Laughed the Ikea helper, "I just assumed. You see me and my boyfriend have been together for 4 years now and I tend to notice the behavior."

Both me and Dan laughed and luckily finally picked a couch, but I couldn't help but wonder if me and Dan actually look like a couple from first glance.