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DANS POV
I walked into the living room and I saw Phil staring at the piano, he looked at me and asked if I could play. I smirked, "why not," I said, I walked over to the piano and I sat down, I began to play my favorite song, Phil looked at me in a strange way, there was a sort of careing look in his eyes. As the song ended I looked up at him to see he was blushing.

PHIL'S POV
As Dan played the piano it seemed like he was pouring his soul into it, it made me wonder what he was like in bed. I know I shouldn't have these perverted thoughts but once in a while they find there way into my head, this thought made me blush, I almost flipped it when he turned around to see my pink cheeks.

DANS POV
why was Phil blushing had I done something dumb, I stood up. "What did I do?" I asked. Oh, nothing you d- didn't do anything, Phil murmured. He quickly changed the subject "so do you want to eat something?" He asked. I allowed him to get away with it and said sure. We walked in to the kitchen and I opened the fridge to see barely anything. "So Chinese?" I said turning to Phil who was in his own little world. Phil always seemed to have his head in the clouds, he kinda adorable like that... wait, not like I like him, I mean I like him as a friend, wait no, God im just gonna shut up.

PHIL'S POV
I looked at Dan who seemed to be mentally face palming. "Haha, you ok?" I asked Dan. Dan looked to me "um what, oh, never mind that, do you want me to order Chinese or not?!" Dan seemed a bit defensive but he gets like that all the time. "Ok sure I could go for chines." I said with a smile. Dan picked up the phone and began to dial the number. We new the number for the chines place by heart now, it's one of me and Dan's favorite places to eat.

DANS POV
Phil was lost in his head once again as I turned to ask him what he wanted, I don't know why I even ask him anymore, I know what he orders by now, I turned away letting Phil's mind keep drifting and order for him. It's not weird that I know what he likes right? Or that I know his favorite food in general? Or that I know practically everything about him? Whatever we are just friends, nothing more to it.

Thank you for reading this, see you in the next chapter!

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