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Chapter Hundred and Three

"Did something happen? Are you alright?", Dan instantly asks.

Phil looks down and pauses before letting out a sigh that turns into a small giggle: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I wanted to prank you guys, but I couldn't help but laugh."

"Oh come on now, you silly turnip.", I say in relieve.

"Sorry! What I actually wanted to say was Marry Christmas, of course, and I wanted to know what you guys want to do on New Year's Eve?"

"Hm...", Dan exclaims and scratches his head, "don't know to be honest. Either something like last year or something with just us three, movie night for instance."

"Well actually, Louise texted me today and asked if we all wanted to come to her party but I didn't know how you guys would feel about that."

Me and Dan look at each other at the same time, with questioning looks on our faces.

"We aren't on bad therms, you know, but it's just a bit awkward between us.", I begin.

"Yea.", Dan joins, "but I think we should go though. It's better than just sitting at home."

"I can't believe this is coming out of your mouth.", Phil laughs.

"It's just that this rat", he nudges my shoulder, "is leaving soon and I want to do something fun on these last couple of days."

Phil nods and texts Louise, confirming our participation, before we continue talking about the most random things for another two hours.
I even post a picture of us talking on Snapchat, which has almost as many screenshots as it has views.

After that call is finished, we chill in Dan's bed, minding our own business.

"I don't want you to go.", he suddenly says.

"I don't want to leave, can't you just come with me?"

"I wish it was possible, I don't know how I'll handle not seeing you or kissing you for a month.", he says before kissing me, "like, I can't even go for an hour."

I sigh: "New York will be such a big change, I hope I'll like it and won't be too home sick."

"I'm sure you'll be fine, you have Fleur with you and you can always come home if something happens.", he reassures me and pulls me closer to him.

"I know..., I am just very nerveous. What will you be up to while I'm gone?"

"Um.", he begins, "probably just YouTube stuff to be honest. And filming for the documentary we're in."

"Ah, right.", I remember. Dan and Phil were asked to be a small part of a documentary that will come out in a few months, which is about self video production and living life online.

I was also asked to be a part of it because I started out online too, but I had to cancle the offer since I'll be in New York at that time and also don't feel comfortable to be in a movie with people who have been in the game and built a career for sometimes decades, when I've only started not even a year back and most of my following are people that come from Dan, Phil or Zoe.

"Babe? Hello?", Dan pops my daydream.

"Oh, yea sorry. What's up?", I ask confused.

He points to my vibrating phone: "Someone's calling you."

I reach to my phone with a lot of effort just to see a familiar name on the screen: "James Smith is calling."