Its been years.

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Phil was your average middle schooler. Phil was the best student, did all his work, was smart, everybody loved him, so therefore he had Lots of friends, but there was one in particular that he would remember forever.

(Y/N) POV

(y/n)! Phil called out to me, crying. everyday I saw happy, bubbly phil, but not this day. Today was a sad day, I was leaving to move to London. Although Manchester was just a train drive away, I was still leaving Phil. He was my best friend, my everything. I couldn't bear to lose him now! He came up to me. "Phil, I'll always remember you. I'll always think about you, you're my best friend after all." I started crying too. Phil comforted me, giving me a warm hug before I left. I cried into his shoulder, tears soaking into his shirt. I was leaving Phil.

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