(Phil's POV)
We walked around town for a while, we visited HMV and then walked around the local park and had a look at all the shops. It was getting dark by the time we got back to my house.
"I'm so hungry," said Dan, collapsing on to my bed.
"Let's order some pizza," I replied, getting my phone out and dialling the number in.
"How the hell do you know the pizza delivery number off by heart, Phil?"
"No idea," I said, smiling.
After we ordered the pizza, we lazed around, going on the Internet and just talking.
"So, what are you up to in Uni?" I asked.
"Nothing, really," Dan said, his smile instantly disappearing, "Lectures, parties…that shit."
I felt really, really bad for bringing the subject of Uni up because I knew how unhappy Dan was about talking about it.
"Things get better, you know," I said, quickly. I put my hand on his back.
"No they won't," he said, putting his head in his arms.
"Yes they will," I said, "Trust me. You have 2 years left at Uni so you don't have to worry about your future for quite a bit."
"But what will I do after that?" Dan said, "I suck at Law, I suck at everything."
"No you don't, Dan," I said, "You're great – really great. Things will sort themselves out, okay?"
"Okay," he said.
Suddenly, he looked up at me, leaning closer, closing his eyes. I didn't realise it quick enough, and before I could barely breathe, his lips were on mine. They were soft and it felt nice. He leant in even closer, his presence surrounding me.
But I was stupid.
I jerked back, confused, pushing him away.
"Dan?" I said, shaking slightly.
He looked at me with those pretty brown eyes of his, which looked lost and faraway.
"I….I'm…so sorry," he mumbled, recoiling away from me.
