Savior ↛ Phan

Chapter 2- Something New

"We'll have to do most of the project at home. Would you want to come over by my house one day to work on it?" I ask as I put my books into my bag.

"Whatever." Phil mumbles as he does the same as me, his fringe going over his eyes.

I take out a sticky note and jot down my phone number, "Here's my number just in case we have to get in contact." I stick the note to Phil's shirt and he groans.

"See you tomorrow." I quickly say after Phil as he speed walks out of the classroom.

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I stare at the my phone's screen, waiting for a notification to pop up. Specifically, a notification from a unknown number. That number belonging to none other then Phil Lester. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if he threw away the sticky note. He probably bit off a chunk of it and ate it as well.

Probably.

I check the time. It's 2:04 and also a school night. I really should be going to bed. I've waited too long for Phil to text me. It's like I actually want him to text me. But I don't really care at all...? Why am I saying that like it's a question? It's a fact.

I let out a loud sigh of frustration and burry my head into the pillow. My mind needs to shut the hell up.

I hear a knock on the door and I lift my head up from the pillow. My sister Jamie stands in my doorway and I sigh.

"Jamie, go to bed." I groan.

"I'm only a year younger than you. I can handle staying up late. I came here to check on you since you keep mumbling and sighing." She says, annoyance clearly in her tone.

"I was mumbling and sighing?" I ask.

Jamie chuckles, "You're really oblivious to what you do, aren't you Daniel?"

I nod and put my head back down on my pillow. Jamie walks over to my bed and sits down on the edge of it.

"What's on your mind that has you sighing every 3 minutes." She smiles.

"People." I mumble.

"People, really Dan? You've always been a people person. I know you're lying."

"Okay, fine. Not so much people more of...a person."

Jamie wiggles her eyebrows, "And who is this person?"

"Phil. Lester." I coldly say.

"My, my. I've heard of him. He's that really hot bad boy isn't he?"

"Yes. Wait, uh. What I mean is, I guess he could be considered a bad boy but, more of...an asshole."

"Dan!"

"Sorry!"

"I'm sure he isn't that bad. You just don't like hot bad boys." She smirks and kisses my cheek, "I'm sure you'll be fine. I'm going to bed now." Jamie hops off of my bed and walks out of my room.

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Making my way down town. Walking fast, faces past and I'm hom- I should stop. I make my to my homeroom. The class that's shared with Phil. He still hasn't contacted me...at least I don't think he has. I check my phone once more and choke on my spit when I see that I do have a notification from an unknown number.

My thumbs fumble around to unlock my phone and I quickly read the message. Wait, why am I so excited to get the text from Phil? Okay, this is weird and I don't like it. Phil is a pessimistic ass, nothing more. A attractive pessim- STOP. I shake my head as I walk into the classroom, quickly smiling.