*Phil's POV*
"Dan, wait up!" I called after Dan as he ran to catch a taxi. "Be faster Phil!" he called back. We hopped into the taxi and told the driver where to take us. I looked over at Dan, admiring how beautiful he was. "Phil, you're staring at me again." he said, smirking. "I know." I said, smiling back and continuing to stare into his perfect brown eyes. I would have been all over him right now if we weren't in a taxi, but for now, I just lightly pecked his lips. Dan laughed. "What was that for?" he asked. "For being the perfect boyfriend." I said, and he smiled. We continued smiling at each other for a few minutes, then suddenly, I heard a screech of tires, and turned around just in time to see a semi truck careening toward us.