Phan OneShots

Enchanted

I straightened my black tie a little staring around nervously. There was a huge crowd of people around me. And let's just say I wasn't the most sociable person anyone could ever meet.

There was music playing in the background. Slow sweet and rhythmic music and nothing what I preferred. Some of the couples had already hit the dance floor. They were dancing, holding hands and exchanging wide eyed loving gazes. I wasn't comfortable and I kept rubbing and linking my fingers together. I always did that when I was nervous.

This wasn't new to me at all but I still felt like this every time. It was just another evening of glitz, glamour and fake smiles. Another of those extravagant parties thrown by my boss's clients that I had to attend as I was one of the most 'prestigious' lawyers of his law firm and there was no doubt I was an 'important guest' of these parties. But I hated it. I hated every minute of these darn parties. I stared around when a woman caught my eye. Mrs. Jones or something...I pressed my lips together curving them just enough to bring a small polite smile on my face and she smiled back.

My legs had started to ache because I was fixed at the same spot for about an hour. I headed to an empty table and sit down. I remove my dress shoes and massaged my feet a little.

Just then a person came and sat next to me. Oh no another fake smile I groaned to myself. My jaws were already aching badly. I look up to see a man-young man. Something around 27 maybe staring back at me. He had jet black hair with a fringe just like me but swept on the opposite side on his forehead and ocean blue and green eyes with little specks of yellow in them. We kept staring at each other before I realized that minutes had past and that I was still staring at him. I dropped my gaze immediately, my face red and I fiddled with the lace of my shoes avoiding his gaze completely. How can a complete stranger make me blush like that?

When I finally had the courage to look up once again, I found him looking at me. He smiled when he caught my eye and boy was it one beautiful smile. His lips curved and his eyes shone with real happiness. I was mesmerized or more suitably enchanted by his smile.

I smiled back but not in the forced way with everyone else. I smiled in a genuine way like I actually wanted to smile.

"Hi" he said. He had a low sweet almost husky and I daresay a sensual voice.

"Hi" I said starting to rub my fingers again. I was feeling nervous and my heart was literally hammering in my chest. I was worried he could hear my heart beating as it was loud

"What brings you here? He asked.

"Huh?" I hadn't paid attention to what he had said as I was staring into his eyes.

He repeated his question. "What brings you here?"

"Um...I'm with my boss Charlie" I said pointing towards Charlie where he was sipping wine and flirting with some women who were giggling. "He is my boss so I kind of have to be with him all the time".

He nodded at my answer.

"Anyway what's your name?"

"My name" I parroted. Why am I getting so nervous? I thought to myself. Calm down I commanded myself.

"Daniel" I answered. "But everyone calls me Dan"

"Can I call you Danny?" he asked me.

I laughed a little.

"If you want to, yes"

The gorgeous man grinned at me.

There was a moment of silence.

"Won't you ask mine?" he asked.

"Oh yeah" I said absent mindedly. "What's your name?

He laughed. "Philip" he answered. "But you can call me Phil"

"Okay Phil" I said and he smiled at me.

There was silence again. All this time I was rubbing my hands.

"Your tie suits you well" Phil said.

"You think so?" I asked him.

He nodded. "You don't like it?"

"Not really". But I shrugged it off like it didn't matter.

Even though I thought that Phil was attractive I wasn't enjoying the awkward conversation I was having with him. I didn't like to even think about what sort of image he might be having about me. And he was most likely straight so there was absolutely no point in this conversation. But I just pursed my lips and sat there.

I gave Phil a glance and he stared back at me. My cheeks turned slightly red. I hid my face by pretending I was wiping it. No he can't see that.

"You blush a lot" Phil said. Oh fuck.

"I don't think so" I replied innocently.

He gave a light laugh.

"I really love those awkward people you know who are shy and everything and blush a lot and are flustered most of the times" he said a dreamy look in his eyes.

Did he mean me? I thought to myself. No of course he didn't meant me. But what if he did, no he couldn't have.

"What about you?" he asked looking at me.

"Me?" I said. He nodded.

"Um I can be with any boy as long as he loves me" I replied. Every word in it was true.

He nodded and I smiled again. I was surprised that he didn't inquire me about the fact that I used the word boys. I basically told him I was gay which made most people uncomfortable and he didn't bat an eye nor did he ask me stupid questions. Was he gay too? Maybe, just maybe.

The conversation afterward had a drastic change. I wasn't much if a mumbling monkey anymore. I had a little more confidence while answering his various questions. My heart was still hammering in my chest. By the end of the night I had completely fallen for Phil. But I knew it was no use. He was after all just an acquaintance. He was a stranger that I would probably never even meet and our ways would be separated which made me sort of disappointed. Though, my brief encounter with him left me completely wonderstruck.

And yes enchanted.

When it was finally time to leave Phil had pulled me into a hug. It shocked me as he was a stranger and yet he was hugging me like I had known him for years. When he finally broke away from the hug he smiled at me.

"Goodbye Danny, I hope we can meet again"

"Bye. Me too" I stuttered and blushed again. God was I acting like a schoolgirl talking to her crush for the first time.

Phil just giggled.

While returning home in a cab, I was still blushing replaying parts of the conversation I had with him. He was so nice and polite and amazing I thought. Maybe I had a chance with him. But I immediately wiped the thought of. No I don't have a chance with him. He was so attractive. He must have a girlfriend. A beautiful one so unlike me, and besides he was just having a friendly conversation with me. It meant nothing more. He was bored and needed company. I can't think about him because he is way outta league and a complete stranger I would never even meet.

But a part of me wanted to be with him. Hear his perfect laugh ruffle my hands through his perfect silky ebony hair, see his blue green eyes shine. I wished he was single, waiting for someone to come along. Maybe that someone could have been. I could kiss his perfect pouty pink lips. But it is all just a dream and I can never be his.

I reached home and dropped myself on the couch. The sparkling night was over. Tomorrow I had a new day to start. It was all finished. Maybe when Charlie has another party I can see Phil. But it was just another possibility and Charlie's guests change a lot. So it was mostly impossible to see Phil again. Though he had said 'See you again' but maybe he was just being polite.

It was 2 am but my eyes refused to shut. I wanted Phil. I wanted to be with him right now and lie down on the bed with him while rambling about numerous pointless things. I was wishing he didn't belong to someone else. I wanted to be enchanted by his presence again. But things never work like that. Do they?

As if on cue there was a knock on the door.

A/N: This is inspired by Taylor Swift's - Enchanted :)

Do you guys think there should be a sequel to this?