Denied (Phanfiction)

~Chapter 3~

Sorry about the long wait guys. Love ya!

I shuffled around slightly. All that was on my brain was this bloody date. I shouldn't care! I should be happy! My best friend was finally becoming social. Was i jealous that he was dating someone and i'm not? Probably, I guess i will have to try find someone. No, that's not how we fix problems, Dan! I swung my legs off of the side of my bed and threw on my solar eclipse t shirt with my usual pair of black skinny jeans. I looked in the mirror and reached for my straighteners, before deciding "Nah fuck it." I didn't have anything to do today anyway. I sighed slightly and made my way downstairs.

Phil snorted and shouted through a large bite of toast. "Hobbit!" I sent him a disapproving glance and shot him a well  deserved middle finger and laid down on the sofa.

"So, What you doing today Philly-Boy?"

"I'm actually being forced to go to a club." He stuck his finger up and smiled painfully. "Help me." I snorted and laughed.

"Oh how i would love to see that!" I was sent into mad fits of hysteria at the thought of Phil stood awkwardly shuffling in the midst of hundreds of sweaty bodies, grinding on each other. Then i remembered the girl. My image of awkward Phil turned to a girl with bleach blonde hair and tits that have been modified so much there probably isn't any skin left, grinding madly on Phil. And madly making out with him.

My laughter turned to a single pained  smile and Phil sent me an angry glare. "Excuse me i am a mad party animal." I snorted once again. And looked toward him.

"Yeah, sure Phil. Hey can you pass me a slice of toast." I heard an angry grunt before a slice of toast hit me in the face. "Thanks!" I called into the kitchen.

I rearranged myself into a browsing position and began scrolling nonchalantly through tumblr. I shuffled slightly before a loud ring awoke me from my tumblr dazed vision.

I shuffled slowly to the door and opened it. "No we do not want to buy a vacuum clea..." My words trailed off as i looked up to see "Oh god its MacDonald's girl." I groaned. "What the fuck are you doing in my house?" I questioned and she leaned forward.

"I'm here for Phil Lester."She purred in a what i supposed she thought she was a seductive voice. I gasped.

"I wasn't expecting Phil to go for sluts." I mumbled before screaming: "PHIL THERE'S A WHORE AT THE DOOR FOR YOU." He sighed loudly.

"Be there in a second." I chuckled.

"Didn't hear him denying the fact you were a whore." She giggled in a disgustingly high pitched voice.

"Your funny" She shrieked.

"No, I'm truthful" I sighed as Phil arrived at the door. "GOOD BYE WHORE. SEE YA PHIL" I waved angrily as they left. Phil sighed.

"Goodbye Dan."

However, MC.D didn't look like a slut. She died her hair a natural ginger and let her freckles breathe free. She wore normal clothes and only bared a little bit of mascara.

I kicked the sofa angrily and put on my muse album. I looked at my hand to see blood pouring from it.

How did that happen?

You punched a wall Dan.

I shoved a band aid onto it before collapsing onto the sofa. Why am i feeling this? I should be happy!

So my lovleys. My first update in this story. Woop. So.

Is she hate able enough?

What does dan feel for MC.D... or phil?

Does phil really care for MC.D?

Im pretty bad at creating hate able characters.

Ooops.

Hope you enjoy this part!

Lots of love ~Jinxx~