Let's hang out

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I couldn't believe who I saw...

Why, how do I keep running into this guy!? It was that 'amazingphil' guy. I tried to keep my head down. I really didn't want to talk right now, all i need is food, then I can leave and be on my way.

I spun open the door as I stared at the black and white tiles on the floor I started to make my way to the counter. Until someone grabbed my wrist and pull me back to there table. "H-hey" I said trying to get a conversation going. "Hey, your the guy from the bistro? In downtown Manchester?" "Y-yep, the o-one and-d only" Why was this boy making me so flustered? The word boy rattled around my head a few times.

My god

No, I'm not gay

Am I?

"So what's your name?"He interrupted my thoughts as he said so "u-um Dan" "sorry dan not to be rude but am I making you uncomfortable or anything you seem to be stuttering a lot..." " yea, sorry, I'm just a little tired. I think I should be heading home...". He nodded his head before scribbling down a few numbers on a napkin. "Here" I took the little piece of paper "call me" he said as he winked like a goof. I felt the heat rise to my face, he must have noticed a walked out the door leaving me there pizza in hand.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Noice Phil. Slipped in his phone number right at the end, such a classic move... Ok sorry if this story is too cheesy but, ♪I DONT CARE! I LIKE IT!♪    
Ok I'll leave now

~peace out grapefruits

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