"Next Stop- Manchester Station." The loud voice woke me up from my daydream and then reality hit me. I was seeing Phil in less than 10 minutes. I picked up my suitcase and slung my rucksack on my back. As I was getting up, I caught my reflection in the background and realised I looked tired. Not a "I haven't had enough sleep" tired, a "I'm sick of life." tired. I rubbed my eyes and left the train. My stomach turned with guilt, as I started to doubt my plan. I tried to reassure myself, as I walked out of the station. I was- Phil. Suddenly, Phil ran up to me and I made eye contact with his gorgeous, blue eyes. My heart came up to my throat and I threw my arms around his neck and I felt my throat go dry. I blinked to hold in the tears, but I wasn't fooling Phil.
"It's okay, Danny. I'm here, now." He hugged me tight, as I cried into his shoulder. "Come on, let's go get back in the car." I walked next to my him, my heart beating through my chest, as I followed him and his mum to their family car.
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"So Dan, what are you studying?" Phil's mum asked me, handing me a can of Coke.
"Oh thank you. Erm- law. Boring I know, but it's okay." I laughed. Phil's mum was kind. She laughed at my jokes, tried to start conversation with me. She seemed to treat me better than my own mum and I'd only known her 5 minutes.

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