Chapter Two

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We said our goodbyes to Chris and PJ and hopped into a taxi. The distance from Chris to ours wasn't that far, 20 minutes at max. Not much talking was happening. I started to panic, thinking we ruined our friendship, thinking things had ended, thinking things, oh so special thing we're dead. Phil could obviously see I was upset and out of the blue everything stopped. Like everything was in slow motion.
     Phil tapped on my shoulder making me look at him. Then it happened, something I never thought would.
     The new but familiar sensation rushed through my body. The fantastic feeling of those soft lips against mine. It was happening again, I'm kissing Phil Lester again.
     "Is this okay?" He says looking deep into my eyes.
     "It's amazing, Phil" I reply immediately cringing at the lame pun I didn't mean.
     "Was that intended?" Phil chuckled and smiling into me.
     I put my hand on Phil's waist and pull him in so our chests are pressed together. He's so warm and gentle, I look into his eyes then back at his lips and place my lips on his.
     "Hey! None of that in my cab thank you very much," a very uncomfortable taxi driver says while looking at us in his mirror.
     I pull away and look back out the window trying to remember everything that just happened. Turning my head slightly I see Phil browsing twitter with his right hand on the middle seat picking at the fabric. With one clean move I take my hand out my coat pocket and grab Phil's hand. Intertwining my fingers into his, he looks up at me and gives he a reassuring smile. The smile that sends chills up my spine. The smile that can make he feel one hundred percent happier.
     "That will be £14 please," the cab driver explains turning into a parking space outside our apartment.
     Phil hands him the money and gets out the cab, I'm just mesmerised by the figure in front of me. Phil turns to me "Dan, let's get inside," he says raising his eyebrows and smirking at me.
     What is this supposed to mean? What does he want to do? Maybe it's happening! Maybe the thing I've been waiting for for many many years is finally happening!

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