Part 10

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Phil's point of view

It's been a bit, maybe I should go see Y/n. Will she think I'm weird for that? No, she would love that!..... right? No I shouldn't doubt myself, she would probably enjoy the company.

I grab my coat and an umbrella, I heard it was going to rain. I yell to dan "Hey I'm going out, do you think you can do the dishes for me?" I hear him come down the stairs "Hey... yeah since you did it for me last time, but I'm not your maid so don't expect me to do this all the time" He said with a slight chuckle. "Okay, bye dan." "Bye Phil"

Dans point of view

I heard the door shut and walked to the kitchen, I dot. Want to do these dishes but I'll do it for Phil

~time skip~

I slump on the couch and then lay across it. I haven't been able to get Y/n out of my head. How could she do that? I don't have the strength. I am afraid of dying and believe time is precious and she was going to through it all away... I get up and start pacing. "Y/n..... why can't I get you out of my head.... why do you do this to me." I'm just thinking too hard. I need to get out. I text Phil that I'm leaving for a bit. Maybe I might step by.

~Phil's point of view~

I walk up to Y/n flat. I look around after ringing the door bell, And notice her doormat. It's a cute welcome sign with a rose growing from the bottom.
The door swings open and Y/n quickly hugs me "Hey!!! You came just in time!" She said grabbing my hand and pulling me in the house. She brings me to her living room and sits me down. "I won't be but a minute." She says rushing out. Not to soon after I get a message from dan "leaving for a bit. Do you need anything while I'm out?" Just as I read it y/n walked in and handed me a fresh cookie. "Oh! Thank you so much." I say while grabbing it. "No problem.. so how are yah?" Y/n sits next to me. We banter for a while. Time seems to fly by. It's now like 7:00- ish and we started to pull out some board games. "Mmmm, I want this property..." y/n says while giving me the money for that spot. "Nooo I think I'm getting it." I say handing her the money back. We can't be serious at all. It's so 'non competitive' I just wish maybe dan could play as well, but he likes being competitive. Might as well enjoy the game and not think about tot too much.

~Dan's perspective~

I walk down a street and look at my phone. Phil never replied to my message, maybe I could swing by and make sure everything's okay? Maybe he just doesn't need anything? I walk down and head to her door. I step in front and was about to knock when I heard loud laughing. They seem to be having fun... maybe Phil just didn't want to talk? *sigh* I step away from the door and start to walk home. Then I see it... it's the bridge. I walk up and sit in the very spot I first met her. I can't help but re-live that moment in time. I quickly get up as I see people approaching, I walk away and stop at a late night snack store. I walk over and buy some of Phil's favorite ice cream flavor, cookie dough, and mine which is mint. Maybe we can enjoy it when he gets home. I walk home and enter. Placing his ice cream on the counter, he should be home before it melts. I start eating mine and watching Netflix. My phone buzzes, it's from Phil "Hey I'm going to stay at y/n for the night, goodnight." He texted. I get up and close my ice cream. I'm so... upset... I feel almost exhausted. I grab a bag and put some cloths in it. I open the door and look back. I shut the door and lock it. I'm going to go spend the night at a friends place... I can't stand to be alone right now.

~Phil's perspective and time skip~

I open the apartment door and walk in. I see the tv was left on and a mint ice cream left on the floor. I walk in the kitchen to set my stuff down but notice an unopened tub, it's.. cookie dough ice cream? Was he expecting me home? I run upstairs and see dans door is opened and his dresser doors are opened with cloths missing. Dan.. where are you?

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 08, 2018 ⏰

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