The Game of Life {Completed}

Eight

Phil;): Hey

Me: Wow, you used a capital letter.

Phil;): Yes but only for you

Phil;): anyway we should hang out

Me;): Okay. When?

Phil;): right now

Phil;): ill be over in five minutes if you wanna

Me: Um, sure?

Phil;): great see you soon xoxo

What just happened? I got up from my spot on the couch to brush my teeth and put on some socks and shoes. Not even two minutes after I got off the couch, there was a knock on the door. You said five minutes, I thought. Not thinking about the toothbrush in my mouth, I answered the door.

"Hey, did I catch you at a bad time?" Phil laughed. I was about to answer when I suddenly became conscious of the task I abandoned. I waved him in, shutting the door. He followed me to the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe as I rinsed my mouth.

"You said five minutes," I said once I was done.

"Yeah, but I was already here and just couldn't wait that long. He was already here?

"Oh?"

"Yeah. Anyway, I was thinking we could go somewhere, kind of have a day to ourselves," he said with a smirk. What is he planning...

"Yeah, alright."

"Sweet," he said. He stood there a moment more before kissing me on the cheek, letting his lips linger, then moving to the front door to wait for me.

"So where are we going?" I said as Phil opened the passenger door for me."

"You just have to wait and see," he said with a sly grin, shutting the door.

"Is this the coffee shop we went to last time?" I asked as we pulled up to the quaint structure.

"Yes it is," he replied, getting out of the car.

"How are we going to make a day out of a coffee shop?" I asked once he opened my door. I'd learned that it was a gentleman thing to do (for him to open my door), so I learned to stay put and let him do it.

"Who said we were only going to the coffee shop?" I sighed, making him laugh a bit. As we walked up the building, he slowly intertwined his fingers with mine. I let them stay there only a second before carefully pulling my hand from his.

"I'm sorry..." I said.

"No, no it's fine. I don't want to make you uncomfortable." He smiled sweetly before opening the door for me. "Do you want what you got last time?"

"Um, sure," I said. "Do you want me to get us a seat?"

"Nope. We're taking this one to go." I looked at him curiously as he ordered, thanking him once he handed me my drink.

"Where to now?" I asked, starting to get antsy as to where he was taking me.

"Do you really think I'm going to tell you? That's not what a surprise is, Danny." I glared at him for the stupid nickname, making him burst out with laughter.

"Here's our next destination," Phil said, parking the car. We were in front of an open field, in the middle being a small play ground.

"A playground?" I questioned when we were out of the car.

"Yes, a playground." There were only a couple kids on it, their parents on benches, trying to call them off the go home. Phil led me over to it, where we sat on the steps. It was now empty, the kids gone and a resting, peaceful silence standing between us.