Paranormal

4. Friends

Phil

"How do you do that?" I ask as I look up at the ceiling.

"Do what?" I feel Dan looking at me.

"Go through walls and stuff."

"Its natural, I guess," Dan says thoughtfully.

"So... How, um, how old are you?" I ask, a bit awkward.

"Technically I should be 50 something years old, but as you know, I died at 21," Dan answers simply. "How old are you?"

"Wow, your old enough to be my dad." We both laugh. "I'm 25."

"Why did you pick this house?" Dan asks as he lays down beside me.

"I don't know. I kind of felt attracted to it. It was originally going to be for Eliza- nevermind."

"Yeah, I know. Elizabeth."

"How do you know about that?" I blush.

"Well, I mean, its not like I don't have ears. I heard you rant about her the other day. Kind of amusing actually," he says with a chuckle. I blush deeper.

"Its not nice to eavesdrop you know," I say as a put a pillow over my face.

"Sorry, but its not like there's much for me to do around here." I can practically hear the smile in his voice.

"What do you do?" My voice Is muffled by the pillow.

"During the day I usually watch you- not in a creepy way, I swear. And at night I just watch TV or go on the internet," Dan answers. "Its really boring. Zero out of ten, would not recommend." I laugh at the last bit.

"That reminds me, were you the one that left my laptop and camera in the living room?"

"Er, yeah sorry about that."

"What were you doing?"

"Well, I kind of uploaded a picture of your room to tumblr. Hope you don't mind," Dan says awkwardly.

I prop myself up on my elbows, the pillow falling on my stomach, and look sideways at him. He looks back at me.

"What? Why?," I laugh, "I'm guessing you rearranged my room too?"

"I'm kind of a slut for aesthetic so..." He blushes. "As soon as I saw all the house plants I knew I had to do something. I can put everything back if you want?"

"No, it's alright. I quite like it actually."

"Thanks."

"How did you learn all this stuff? I mean you're-"

"Old? Yeah, I know. I guess there's nothing to do but learn. I've probably had a tumblr since it first came out," Dan says as he puts his hands behind his head.

"Wow, Mr. Hipster. What's your username?" I ask casually.

"Danisnotonfire."

I look over to him. As soon as we make eye contact we both start laughing. We end up crying because our stomachs hurt.

"Good one," I say in between laughter.

Once we finally calm down I examine him. (that sounds weird) He's wearing a tan jumper that looks like a potato sack, black skinny jeans and black socks. His hair is in a curly fringe that is similar to mine. His dimples show every time he smiles. His eyes look at me as if he's interested in everything and anything I have to say.

He's cute.

"What are you staring at?" Dan asks as he playfully pushes me.

He ends up accidentally pushing me off the bed. I land on the floor with a thump.

"Sorry!"

We both apologize at the same time. Once again, we end up laughing like crazy.

For the rest of the day we just sit on my bed and get to know each other. We talk and talk late into the night hours. By the time I fall asleep, we have declared ourselves best friends.

***

Damn it's almost been a month. I'm sorry. School started so I've been focused on that.

I'm so happy that some of you look forward to these updates! ✨😄

I feel like this chapter kind of sucks. I've been working more on "The End" so my brian's tired.

Thank you for reading and I love you! 💖

-Ana 😄