"What?"

"I wanted to apologise,"

Dan pulled a face, "yeah, sure,"

"Okay, I just wanted to see you," PJ admitted.

"I'm with Phil, PJ, I can't see you anymore," Dan warned him.

PJ sighed but smirked as he saw Phil enter Starbucks through the door behind Dan, "I guess I'll just go?" He asked getting up without waiting for an answer.

"Okay," Dan nodded, looking down at his full coffee cup.

"Bye Dan." PJ smirked as he leant down and kissed Dan.

Dan froze and stayed like that when PJ pulled away and he heard a gasp. He turned around hesitantly and saw Phil stood with his coffee held loosely in his left hand. He had tears in his eyes already and his black hair was drooped in front of his eyes.

"...D-Dan?" He asked shakily, letting the tears fall.

"Phil," Dan didn't know what to say, "Phil,"

"No, Dan," he said, accidentally letting a sob out.

By this time a few people had turned around and

were watching as Phil dropped his coffee, turned and just ran.

He just ran and didn't look back