Never Let Go - Danisnotonfire x Reader

Phil's Date

Phil's POV:

I decide to walk home, as it's quite a nice day. Although I am wearing pretty unsuitable clothes. I would definitely not recommend wearing jeans in the sun.

Although, Dan seems to stick the heat, and usually wears all black, too. I wonder how he does it...

My phone buzzes suddenly.

Hey, is this Phil? - Minty

I text her back:

Yeah :)

My phone buzzes again.

Okay, just checking x

I smile to myself and put my phone away.

About half an hour later, I arrive back at the house, unlocking the door and taking the never ending stairs to our flat.

I arrive at our floor and walk into the living room, turning on the TV.

I can hear laughter coming from the hallway. Dan and Y/n must be pranking each other, or something.

Back to you :3

You laugh hysterically as Dan tickles your sides.

"N-No! Stop!" you cry out, giggling uncontrollably.

Dan grins cheekily at you and continues tickling.

"Dan!" you exclaim. "Stop it or... or I'll steal your Maltesers!"

He stops and narrows his eyes at you. "You wouldn't dare."

"Oh, wouldn't I?" you challenge, running off to the kitchen.

"But I stopped!" he whines from behind you.

You ignore him and open the cupboard, reaching out to the very back and pulling out a Malteser from his secret stash. You pop it in your mouth and smirk at him.

He rushes over to the cupboard door and closes it quickly, sitting against it protectively. He pouts at you.

"My babies!" Dan pouts.

You do an evil laugh and walk off to the living room, yelling, "Sorry not sorry!"

Phil surprises you when you get in. He looks up and you and smiles brightly.

"Phil! When did you get back?" You ask.

"A few minutes ago," he replies, looking down and blushing.

You raise an eyebrow at him curiously. "What happened?"

He laughs and shakes his head.

"Tell me! Did you meet someone? Was your favourite Starbucks drink on the menu? Did you find your long-lost twin brother?" You guess.

"I met someone..." he says quietly, giving you a small smile.

Dan comes in. "Sup, diggity dogs!?"

You give him a 'omg what are you' look and he laughs.

"Was that too far?"

"Just a little," you say sarcastically. "Now get out, I'm trying to have a serious talk with Phil!"

He pouts at you. "Why can't I listen?"

"Because you have the maturity of a five year old boy. Leave," you reply, rolling your eyes, but smiling.

He leaves reluctantly, closing the door behind him. You turn back to Phil.

"Who is it? Did you get their number? How did you meet? What are they like?" You say, almost laughing at his scared expression.