With crying eyes and open arms - Phan

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"Phil..." I say in astonishment.

There in front of me, is a treehouse. But not just any treehouse. Even from the outside, you can see the decoration inside and it looks amazing!

"Come on," Phil smiles as he starts to climb the ladder. Once he reaches the top, I begin to climb up after him.

I stand and stare in awe. He made this place look incredible.

There are band posters, game posters, just posters all over the walls. A few lights hang from the ceiling, lighting up the whole space around us. On the floor is a rug, nothing special just a plain blue, but it makes the atmosphere feel homely. In the corners at the back are a pile of cushions, some small and some extremely big, which I am assuming are to sit on.

"Where did you get all this stuff?" I ask as I look over at Phil. Don't get me wrong, I don't necessarily doubt him... I just kinda don't trust him.

"Well, the rug was once in my bedroom, as well as the posters an cushions and the lights I bought at a shop," he smiles, looking proud of himself for creating such an awesome space. "I made it by myself. It's like my second home."

"Its amazing..." I say as I sit on one of the piles of cushions.

"Come here whenever you want... Though, you'll probably find me in here," he laughs. He has a cute laugh. He sticks his tongue out slightly, and scrunches up his face. Wait... I cant say he's cute... Umm...

"So, who hurt you?" he asks, completely draining my happy mood.

"It doesn't matter. What's done is done," I say. I see him lean over and grab some drinks from his bag.

"Here," he says passing me one.
"Now, tell me... Please Dan," he says, looking at me with his face full of concern. I don't want to... He can't fight my battles. Its only going to make of worse.

"Phil, you don't need to worry about it," I say quietly, looking away from him.

I feel like I'm going insane. Why does he even care? We're not friends... Are we? I don't think we are... I don't know. My head is confused. I'm confused.

No no no.

He's not your friend...

No! Shut up!

He doesn't care about you...

Stop!

Nobody cares!

"SHUT UP!" I scream.

"Woah- hey hey hey! Calm down Da-" Phil begins but he's cut off.

He's cut off by my freaking out and punching him.

Right in the face.

A/n:
Hi again! So this chapter was completely rushed because I was actually supposed to be looking after three of my nieces but I kinda just ignored them for a while oops...
so yah, I had three children screaming at me, so that was fun.
Gooooodbye!!