The Lion and The Llama: A Phan Love Story #Wattys2015

Chapter 21

I am so so sorry for the late update! I will explain why in the A/N at the end of the chapter 0-0

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Phil's POV

On the rest of the plane ride, Isabel talked to us about everything from school, Youtube, video games to which Starbucks drink is the best. The airplane ride was over way to quickly. We got off of the plane, and Isabel tried to make a beeline for the baggage claim when Dan and I stopped her.

"What?" She protested. I frowned at her. "What?"

"You promised." Dan said. Isabel frowned. Fear flashed over her face for a second, and I sympathized with her. It is hard to reconnect with a loved one when you think that they hate you. I grabbed her in a bear hug. She buried her face in my shoulder. I rubbed her back, nodding my head at Dan to beckon him over. Dan tentively wrapped his arms around Isabel as well.

Isabel squeaked from inside the hug. "Okay. Okay. I'll do it. Just lemme breathe!" Both Dan and I chuckled and let go of her. Isabel whipped out her phone.

"I am going to call them. Well, my brother. Jeffery." She whispered. Pressing a button on her phone, she held it up to her ear. Seeming to have second thoughts, she pulled it away from her head and pressed the speaker phone. She made it loud enough for the three of us to hear it, but others walking around could not.

Ring. Riiiiiing. Riiiiiiiinnnnng. Isabel looked pale. I grabbed Dan's hand, and slung my arm around her shoulders.

Click.

"Hello?" Isabel's head shot up. She was shaking.

"Je- Jeff?" She stammered.

"Izzy?! Is that you?" The man on the phone nearly yelled.

"Yeah. It's me." Isabel began to cry.

"Izzy? Where are you? Are you in the U.K?" He asked. Isabel wiped off her tears but her voice still shook.

"No. I am in Seattle, Washington." She choked out.

"Really? Where in Seattle are you?" Jeff asked.

"Um... In the airport..."

"Okay. Izzy, stay there. Wait there until I call you. I will call you in maybe thirty minutes. Are you alone?" Jeff rushed out. Isabel looked at us.

"No... I have some friends here with me."

"Good. Stay with them. I will call soon." Click.

Jeff had hung up. Isabel looked back up at us, her face shinning with hope and tears.

"What does this mean?" She asked in a hushed whisper.

"I don't know, Isabel. I truly don't know." I answered.

-Time Skip thirty minutes (lets do the time warp aggggain! [i don't know. ignore me, im sick!])-

We had all moved over to a Starbucks, and we had our luggage. We were all silent, staring at Isabel's phone which was on the table. We had turned the ringer up to it's highest volume, and it was on vibrate.

'SHE WANTS TO DANCE LIKE UMA THURMAN, BURY ME TILL I CONFESS!'

The phone blared the song Uma Thurman by Fall Out Boy, making us jump. The vibrations caused the whole table to shake. The whole entirety of the airport that happened to walk by us at that moment stared at us. Isabel shrieked and dove for her phone. Answering the call and quickly putting it on speakerphone, while Dan grabbed my hand. We were all on the edge of our seats.