Phil's POV

When my alarm went off at nine o'clock in the morning, I had no desire to get out of the warm nest I had made out of my brightly coloured duvet. That was, I didn't want to get out of bed until I remembered what today was. Rather, what tonight was. Suddenly, all I wanted to do was get out of bed and face the day.

I jolted upright, a huge grin plastered on my face as I tossed my duvet off, not paying mind to the cold air that suddenly engulfed me. I stumbled out of my room, nearly running into the doorframe, and into my kitchen to make myself coffee. Not that I needed a caffeine boost with how excited I was for tonight, I was practically bouncing off the walls already.

I was going to see my favourite band perform live. Galactic Llamas. It was a strange name, but I loved the music they played. They finally made a concert stop in Manchester, and I was lucky enough to get a ticket before they had sold out. It was the last stop on their tour, and I couldn't be any more thrilled. I was so excited that they were coming to the town I lived in, that without really thinking about saving money to move to a new apartment, I bought a ticket. I was going to be somewhere in the middle of the crowd, but hey I was still going to see them live! Granted, I could have seen them when they had any of their stops in London, but the London shows sold out so quickly, I had never managed to get a ticket.

But now, I didn't have to worry about that. My reasonable side was still scolding me for spending as much as I had on a ticket, considering I really wanted to get out of my crappy little apartment, but I really didn't care When you're a fan of a band, you'll do just about anything to get to see them live.

They were going to be in Manchester tonight, and I couldn't possibly be more excited. Of course, everyone who goes to their concerts is really excited to go, because there was just something about the concerts that drew soulmates together.

I had all but given up hope about finding my soulmate. I was nearing my thirties, and the world was still so black and white and shades of grey, probably even more so now than when I was a boy. It was said that if you hadn't found your soulmate around my age, the chances of finding them were severely low. At 28, the chances of me finding my soulmate, whom I hoped was male, were dwindling in the low twenties percentage wise. Last I checked, I had about a twenty-three percent chance of finding my soulmate.

My coffee finished perking and I hastily grabbed a cup, trying not to drop my mug and break it like I had so many times before. I took a sip and quickly moved the cup away from my lips, burning my tongue slightly with the hot liquid that I needed to function. But oh, was it worth it... This cup of coffee seemed to be particularly amazing for some reason. Honestly, the only way this day could be any better would be if I met my soulmate at the concert tonight. Man, wouldn't that be something...

I walked into my small lounge and perched myself on the sofa and turned on my TV, going straight to Great British Bake Off as I sipped at my coffee, more carefully this time. I wasn't really paying attention to the program, as I was too busy thinking about the concert tonight. I wondered if I'd get to meet the lead singer, Dan Howell. He was absolutely gorgeous. I've heard people say that his eyes are the most beautiful shade of brown they had ever seen, as if chocolate and caramel had been melted before being put into his eyes.

For that reason and a few others, I was especially anxious to meet my soulmate. I wanted to see the beauty in the world for all that it was worth, not in the lame black and white filter that I was forced to see it in.

It was horrible seeing the world in black and white for so long. Especially when all of my friends had met their soulmate and raved about the colors that they could see and how beautiful they were.

I heard the stories that the colors always stayed with you, but that when you closer to your soulmate, the colors were more vibrant.

I wanted that. I wanted to see the colors. I wanted to see how vibrant they got when I was near him (or her, but I kind of hoped it was a him). I could only imagine how bright they were when my soulmate and I- er... You know.

I sighed as I finished my coffee. The program on the tele was just about finished, and I stood up to go get dressed. Today, while waiting for the concert, I'd be hanging out with my two best friends, Chris and his soulmate PJ. I had known Chris for so many years, but I hadn't known PJ as long, but we had hit it off. They met at a Galactic Llamas concert a few years back, and I was super jealous for two reasons. One was the fact that Chris had already gotten the chance to see Galactic Llamas live, and the other was that he met his soulmate there in the process.

Okay, so maybe the latter was the main reason that I was jealous, but so what? I was going to have my chance tonight. I just hoped that I did actually meet my soulmate. At this point, if this clichéd setting doesn't help me, I was going to be alone in a colorless world forever. And I really didn't want that.

I managed to rinse my mug out and put it away without breaking it. I smiled. If this was how my day continued, then I had high hopes for tonight. I walked back to my room and picked out what I wanted to wear.

I grabbed black skinny jeans and my lion shirt. Upon inspecting the time, I realized that I had just enough time to straighten my hair and meet Chris and PJ. I turned on the straighteners and started getting dressed, opting for my galaxy jacket to pair with my outfit. I grabbed it out of my closet and set it on my bed as I straightened my fringe.

I was honestly excited to see Chris and Peej, I hadn't seen them in about a month and a half. The last time I had seen them, Peej proposed. It was a very emotional moment for everyone. I personally felt myself die a little inside as Peej got down on one knee. I was that last person in my friends group to meet their soulmate.

Chris had repeatedly assured me over and over that I would find my soulmate, and that when I did, all of this unhappiness I felt would literally just dissipate.

I hoped he was right. I really did. I didn't want to be alone anymore, and I definitely didn't want to see in black and white anymore.

I finished straightening my fringe with a sigh and turned the straighteners off. I pulled on my jacket and took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself to spend the day with a pair of soulmates. I placed a hand on the doorknob to leave my flat and with a deep breath, I put on a smile and stepped out, swiftly locking the door behind me. I had barely heard it click shut before I began walking away.

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Hi guys! So I've had this idea in my head and I finally decided that I wanted to write it. So, here's Phil's introductory chapter, I hope you like it! Chapter 2 will be in Dan's perspective, so look forward to that!

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