Til Death Do Us Part

Chapter 6

~Dan's POV~

I strip down and grab a towel, then head to the bathroom. Washing my hair, I start to think about what I should wear. A band tee? No, too casual. How about a suit and tie? Oh hell no, he'll figure me out way too soon. Dammit, I forgot how hard this was without Pj. Whatever, I'll just wing it. I wash everything else and get out, wrapping a towel around my torso. I brush my teeth, then walk out of the steamy room.

Feeling clean, I slip on navy pants, then look around my wardrobe for nice clothes. I grab my nicer pair of black skinny jeans and put them on, with a slightly studded, all-black belt. I then put socks and all black Converse on. Realizing that my hair was dry enough, I plug in the straightener and wait for it to warm up. Turning back around to my clothes, I decide to wear a black jumper with an American flag on it. The flag pattern was also black, so it was hard to see in a darker room. I then get to work on my hair, straightening every curly lock I could get my hands on.

Eventually, my hair was done, and I was ready to go. I grab my phone and check the time. It's almost two! Pj's right, I do take a hella long time. Well, at least getting ready killed a little time.

I imagined what my life would be like with Phil. If we got together, how would it happen? Would I have to be the one to ask him out? Or would he ask me out? Ha, like that'll ever happen. How about living arrangements, would he move into my dorm, or would I live in his? What if we were in such a bad relationship that we wouldn't feel confident enough to even live together? And, oh my God, what about... sex. Oh no, sex. What if I'm not good enough? Who would top? What if he'll leave me because of my lack of performance? Okay, okay, I need to calm down. I shouldn't even be thinking about these kind of things, we literally have just started hanging out. A distraction is much needed.

I open my laptop and go to Tumblr to calm my anxiety. It seems to work pretty well, considering that I didn't take one look at the clock until around four, when I got a text from Phil.

Hey, don't forget our little date, haha ;)

The "haha" in his message gave me the signal that it wasn't an actual date, which I expected. I decide to text him back.

Eager now, are we, Lester? ^-^

Don't get cocky, Howell! ~.~

Whatever.

Hey, is it okay if I pick you up at your dorm instead of meeting you there? I don't want to seem like an awkward loner while waiting for you!

Yeah, sure! You remember what room #?

Of course, don't underestimate me Dan! :p

Okay, okay! Meh I'm sooooo bored -.-

Same here. Want me to pick you up now?

Sure! I'll be waiting!

K see ya ^w^

Bye

I slammed my laptop shut and pushed myself off of my bed. Trying to calm down, I slowly walk to my mirror, seeing if my hair was still fine. When I made some minor adjustments, I sat down on one of my beanbags, waiting for Phil to come. A couple minutes later, I hear a meek knock at my door. I walk as calmly as possible towards the front.

Opening up the door, I shyly greet him, "Hey Phil!"

He smiles and gently waves back, "Hey! Wanna get going?"

"Yeah, okay," I shut and lock the door, "Let's go!"

As we walk and talk, I drink in what he's wearing. A red, button-up plaid shirt, with some black skinnies. Phil is also wearing black Converse, but his are styled originally, white on top. He looks absolutely gorgeous, with his raven black hair perfectly in a fringe.