DAN'S POV

"Daaan, wakey wakey, come on," I hear Phil's voice say. I open my eyes, blinded temporarily by the bright room.

"Oww," I say, rolling over and covering my eyes.

"Sorry, sorry," Phil says chuckling slightly as he goes to turn off the lights. "There you go."

"Thanks," I say, sitting up and blinking. "What time is it? 5:40?! SHIT." I scramble off the sofa where I must have fell asleep after some Netflix marathon. I said I'd meet Sophie in 20 minutes.

"Dan, Dan, don't worry. I got you a depressing as outfit, it's on your bed and your straighteners are already heated up. Oh, and the taxi is gonna be here in 10 minutes."

I breathe out in pure relief. "Jesus," I say and stumble over to Phil still half asleep. "Thank you man."

I just about wake up as I trip my way to my bedroom and smile at how Phil knew exactly what I wanted to wear. I pulled it on and quickly suffocated my hair with dry shampoo and hairspray after straightening it.

I hear the honking of the taxi outside and rub my eyes viciously to at least look half awake for her. I am just about to leave the house before Phil calls to me and drops me a box of chocolates. I frown at them for a second.

"One month anniversary," Phil said, like it was obvious.

"Who does one month anniversaries?" I scoff.

"Sophie does, now go," Phil says, opening the door for me. "I'm more in this relationship than you are."

I laugh and thank him again before falling into a taxi and off I go.

***
"Daaan!" Sophie's overexcited squeaky voice greets me. My mind compares it to the soft comfort of Phil's voice when he says my name... Shut up Dan, concentrate, girlfriend.

"Soophiee," I subtly mimic her. I pull out the box of chocolates and she squeals.

"You remembered!"

"Of course!" Fuck I'm an awful boyfriend.

"Come on, we're going to go to dinner," she says.

I do love her. I know I do. I think I do. No, I do. I really do love her. She is funny, and nice and beautiful. Well, funny sometimes. But, I really struggle to keep up a conversation with her. Well, that's true with everyone actually. Excluding Phil. And maybe my dog.

We've been having idle small talk for the last half an hour.

"So, what have you been up to today?" she says. I don't think she will be massively interested in my nap or Netflix marathon.

"Um, not much," I say, and fiddle with the napkin. "It was mostly just planning the radio show with Phil, and we played some video games, and I helped him with his video and he helped me with mine... Phil taught me a new recipe which I can show you some time, it's really nice."

I look up and she doesn't seem very fascinated by my day. "Erm, what about you?"

She gives me a slightly annoyed look but replies. "I went to see that movie with my friend. The one we were meant to see. Together."

"I am really sorry about that," I say. "Really sorry."

"You didn't even tell me an excuse though," she says, crossing her arms.

"I was going to Phil's parents house for the weekend," I say, apologetically. I think of how to change the subject. "Um, I went to the cinema recently too, with - "

"Let me guess, Phil?" she snaps.

"Er, yeah," I mumble, unsure what she's getting at. "I do live with him..."

"So, you spent all day with Phil, and I can make a pretty educated guess that you spent all of yesterday with him too and probably the day before etc, and you also missed a date so you can spend MORE time with Phil," she rants. "I know you live with him so you spend all your time with him so can't you spare some for me? Your girlfriend?"

I never really realized how much time I spent with Phil. "I'm sorry Sophie, I am. It's just going to Phil's parent's was already planned-"

"So was our date!" she screeched getting more and more angry. Just at that moment my phone vibrated on the table. She snatched it up before I could. "See, Phil again! You talk to him all the time, you see him all the time, you even talk about him all the time. I don't think you even notice! It's like... It's like... I don't know! Like you're infatuated with him!"

It's silent for a second while I think about it. The more I think, the more I realize it. I have probably missed about 6 or 7 dates because of something else, near to all Phil-related. He's my best friend, my flatmate, aren't you supposed to spend all of your time with them?

I slip my phone out of Sophie's clenching hands and take them in mine. "I promise I'm going to spend more time with you, okay? I promise."

Her eyes well up and I stand up and hug her hard. I kiss her head. "I love you," I say.

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