The music session finished shortly after.
"Ready for lunch?" PJ questioned me, all of his friends were waiting outside.
"I gotta sort something out first" I told him, earning an odd look but he nodded along all the same and I made a quick exit.

I got into our room and didn't see the familiar lump in the bed, instead I saw Phil pacing around the room. It was Phil who had been there. Same black hair, same figure.
"Good to see you up" he recoiled in shock before he saw it was me, then he smiled. He looked beautiful with a big grin on his face, it was infectious and I fount myself mimicking it.
"I heard you sing. You were a proper rockstar!" He said and blushed deeply.
"One of my many talents" I bowed and chuckled, Phil giggled awkwardly. I watched Phil stand there, his feet shuffling from side to side. He was a little bit smaller than me, perfect hugging heig- I shook the thought away and tried to stop thinking about his perfect figure "it's weird to see you up and walking."
"I'm always walking around." He told me, looking at his shoes like they were the most amazing things in the world. He slid his foot along the carpet "Just no one notices. No one pays attention to me"
"I do" his head snapped up at my very cliché words. I felt like cringing inwardly... until I saw Phil smile again, his eyes twinkling like they contained a billion stars.
"You're different" he told me with a blush and then he looked back down at the ground, his eyebrows furrowed in a confused manner "with the others I have so many words to say but-"
"You don't know how?" I winked, quoting the song I had basically sung to him just a moment ago. It felt like that had happened a century ago now, it seemed unreal.
"Very funny" he giggled and then looked longingly at his bed "that's enough talking for one day" his voice was becoming a whisper, he made his way towards the bed. I felt like I was losing him, that by tomorrow morning or even tonight non of this would matter. My heart tugged. I couldn't let that happen. I needed to spend some more time with Phil before I let him go. I couldn't figure out why but that didn't matter too much, I can't argue with my feelings. I felt like I should talk to him, I felt the panic as he walked away. My heart beat quickening, my face flushing.
"Wait. Phil right?" I don't know why I asked. I guess it's like when you say a word so much you think it's not a real word anymore - I had thought of Phil so much his name didn't feel real. He turned around and nodded "let's play doctors" I didn't realise how weird it sounded before it left my lips, but he seemed to understand what I meant. He sighed like he didn't have the energy.
"You barely know my name Dan howell" I was taken back a bit that he knew my full name!
"Please let's grab a coffee or something?" I pleaded. We shared eye contact for a long while before he shook his head, a small grin on his lips.
"Fine... but only for a bit"