*2 weeks later*
"Please come"
"Phil...,"
"Please, I never get to see you anymore, it's so lonely"
"You have dan"
"Yea, but I miss talking to you!"
"Why? I'm hardly interesting"
"Neither is dan"
I couldn't help but laugh.
"Please come"
"Phil you know why I can't come"
"You can't hide from him forever you know, it's hard to do when he's your neighbour"
"I don't ignore him, I just want to avoid the awkward silences, and Sophie will be there won't she? I don't want to have to....deal with that"
"Emmaaaaaa"
"Phil you don't understand how hard this is for me"
"I read somewhere that to get over your fears, you have to face them. Maybe that's what you need to do with dan"
"I'm not scared of dan, and if you wanted to talk, I'm 2 meters from your front door"
"That's too much effort"
"Thanks phil"
"And That would be really awkward, like "Hey dan, yea, bye, I'm going to go have some banter with your ex""
"Ptshhhh its fine"
"Emma"
"Yes"
"Please"
"No"
"Come"
"Your annoying"
"Pleeeaaaaasssseeee"
"For fucks sake, fine. But you will be responsible for me being so quiet, and the awkward fricken silences"
"Everyone misses you"
"Yet nobody calls or texts"
"I do!"
"Yea, you out of how many people phil"
"Not many, we don't have that many friends"
I laughed at this, phil was so adorable, so innocent, so child like.
"But it doesn't matter because your coming and that's it"
"What if I just don't show up, like, "hey sorry everyone, Emma can't make it, she sends her regards""
"I will come to your door and drag you in here, pyjamas or not"
"Good to know"
"YOUR COMING"
"Fine"
And I hung up the phone.
