Scarves Made Of Silk [phan highschool au]

Interweb

Dan-
Phil drops me of at my house that afternoon and I rush up the stairs and drop my bag on my bedroom floor.

"Daniel?" My mum calls.

"Yeah?"

"You home?"

"Yes."

"Oh alright well I will be out with Mike tonight."

"Okay."

I rip the annoying tie that's dangling around my neck off and unbutton my shirt, putting on an old black hoodie that I have had for 2 years, but somehow it's still massive. I undo my belt and change out of the stiff material into sweatpants.

I pick up my laptop, open it and type in my password. I go onto the all holy Google and type up 'Phil Lester' It loads for half a second before coming up with thousands of websites all about him.

"Wow." I mumble to myself as I click on 'images'.

There are loads of photos of him, all of which are professionally photographed. He looks absolutely stunning in every single one of them. In some he's staring at the camera, biting his lip, and in some he's not looking at the camera at all.

I go back to the main page to see that he's been in the news. 'Phil Lester, male fashion designer comes out as bisexual.'

I grin to myself, so what I have a little crush? How can you not? He's only 17 and he's 6 feet tall and stunning. I move onto his company page and go through the products.

'£384, £3748, £600, £482, £1008.'

No wonder I have never heard of this it, it's bloody expensive! That was just this new 'collection.'

I go onto the shirts.

'£85, £484, £58, £192, £696'

It's kinda terrifying. I decide to click onto the pants.

'£102, £293, £484.'

Scarves.

'£48, £90, £31, £86.'

As I move onto the page for jackets I call up Phil.

"Lester." He answers.

"Hi Phil it's Daniel."

"Daniel!"

"You just got me to say Daniel what is wrong with me- it's Dan."

"Dan!" He replies in the same happy tone.

"Phil I jut went through your website.. It's bloody expensive."

"Yes I know."

"Why?"

"It's a designer brand."

"Do people buy that stuff?"

"Yeah. Brad Pitt actually gets his suits from me."

"Wow."

"Yeah, would you like anything?"

"No I just called to tell you that."

"No, I mean off the website."

My breath catches.

"Phil I don't have that kind of money."

"You won't have to pay for it."

"But it's-"

"No. If you don't tell me what you want I'm getting you something anyway."

I let out a long sigh into the phone.

"Um alright just let me see.." I say, still rolling through the jackets page.

A jacket catches my eye, its a long black coat, with big buttons and lots of pockets. (Photo of coat up there somewhere)

'men's windbreaker coat- £1050'

"Jesus Christ, Phil." I mumble when I see the price.

"Did you find something?"

"I guess but its bloody expensive."

"What one?"

"Men's windbreaker coat." I read out.

"Oh that one's my favourite design! What colour?"

"You're kidding me right? You're not seriously going to buy it for me?" I stress.

"Of coarse not, I get it for free, what colour?"

"Black."

"Size."

"Im not telling you."

"Why not?" He questions.

"Cause it too nice, plus you don't even know me that well."

"I want to get to know you though."

"Well I would gladly do that without the coat! You know most of us don't always have access to nice things."

"I know-"

"No Phil, no you don't! Have you seen your house? Its massive!"

"Why are you getting so angry at me?"

"Cause I like you a lot!" I yell into the phone. "I just think that you're really nice and handsome and.. well, nice people don't usually pay other people to be their friend." My voice softens.

"Dan, I like you a lot too, but I'm not paying you to be my friend."

Thats the first time, I think, I have ever heard him call me Dan.

"It sounded like you were."

"Dan, I like you a lot as well okay? I will admit that the thought of you in a long expensive jacket, or shirt, or whatever you chose, it made me happy."

"What?!"

"You're cute when you smile. I want to see you smile more, and part of that would probably include making sure that you're not so cold all the time."

I let out a sigh.

"I'm not going to be able stop you from getting that jacket for me am I?"

"No I'm almost done ordering it, what size are you?"