Flatmate || Chapter 2

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Phil's pov
What the hell was i thinking, i barely know this kid and now im inviting him to my flat. Dan looked up, seeming just as suprised as i was. "W-Well i..i guess." He took a sip of his drink and shot me a playful smirk, "Promise you arent a serial killer?" I laughed and nodded, making a small X over my chest. "i swear on MCR's last album"
Dans lips twitched into a smile, "Oh gosh, thats a pretty secure promise there Philip" I rolled my eyes, "Please dont call me that..Daniel" His mouth dropped open, but he closed it, "My name could've been Danielle or something" he mumbled, i could see the flushed pink color on his cheeks.
I smiled, glancing out the large glass windows. "well then come on Danielle, we better get going before we get snowed in at starbucks" though im not sure if that would be so bad.
Dan pov
I groaned softly but streched my arms slightly, packing up all my stuff, grabning my book bag and three duffle bags, but Phil insited on carrying two of them.
Following him was awful, not because of him, but because it was bitterly cold and blowing snow. When we reached his flat i couldnt have cared less if he was gonna kill me, i was chilled to a bone
He made a gire and sat on his couch, patting beside him, "Cmon i kinda wanna get to know you a bit better" i smiled when i heard his giggle, it was so adorable
I knew right then, this was the start of a strobg friendship
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