Too good to be true

"Do you actually love me?" I cried, dreading to hear the answer.
"Yes," he mumbled, walking out the door. Was this the last time?

Maya and Dan weren't the most predictable couple around. She was a pretty, preppy girl, and him... Well, he was very different.

Was this destined to fail?


9. Chapter 9

Phil's POV (Omg a different point of view :o )

After the 'meeting' with that strange girl, Dan walked into my room.

"Umm, knock?" 

"Umm no." He sat on the end of my bed. Really? I was trying to relax, on my own.

"What do you want?"

"I just want to talk."

"About what?"

"I met this new girl today."

"Let me guess, she has medium length brown hair, a White Iphone, and Grey eyes." He looked at me, probably shocked at how good my 'guess' was.

"How the hell did you know that?"

"She walked in here a while ago, said she was your friend, threw her phone on the floor and left." After that he hit me (playfully/ friendly whatever) and just said "Oh." 

"So, you like her." 


"Yeah you do... You've got a crush on her." I teased him.

"... No I don't!"

"Whatever, anyway how old is she?"

"I don't actually know, I should probably ask." 

"Yeah, usually a good idea." I lied down and started playing on my phone, I needed to beat my friend score on Crossy Road.

"Whatever, I'm sure she likes Alex anyway." I sat back up and looked at Dan. Awh.. he looked heartbroken. 

"Why would she like Alex more than you?"

"I don't know, she was meant to meet him in an alleyway today, and they were talking in his room before."

"It doesn't mean she likes him though, they might just be friends." I moved closer to him, and opened my arms for a hug, which he didn't usually accept, but he did today. 

"I guess so."

"Awh, you've made me die now."

"You're still playing that game!"

"Yeah, I need to beat 263." I said, restarting the game.

"You're never gonna do that." Dan laughed, taking the phone out of my hands.

"Hey!" I tried to get it back, but it really wasn't working. "Dan!" I jumped ontop of him and tried to tickle him, that didn't work either. 

"You're not very good at this are you." He put my phone in his pocket and turned to look at me. 

"No! I'm not now give me it back!" I shouted, as my phone whistled. Oh great, now he'll read my texts.

"Text from Cara," He stood up and threw my phone onto my chest. 


From Cara

Meet me Phillll <3 xxxxxxx


Cara was this creepy girl from work, I don't know how she got my phone number, but she's been messaging me ever since. I've never replied though, maybe I should meet her, just this once.


Me: Hey, I'll meet you at the bar, ok?

Cara: Yesssss, now? xxxxxxx

Me: Why not 

Cara: See you there xxxxxxx


Great, now I had a reason to go out, and see.. people. 

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