Chapter Eight ~ I Found

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ayyyyeee guys early update bc we hit 1k on this fic and 62k on opposites attract yay m8s. thanksss. oh and i wrote this chapter like two years ago so it might not be the best but it seemed actually cute so yeah and i didn't really proofread

Dan's P.O.V.

I didn't have any plans today, so I planned to just walk around the school, seeing what I could find.

But that's not even close to what happened.

All I did was change into something comfortable while drinking some water from a water bottle I had. I walked out of my room, still drinking the water, which I then spilled because I didn't expect to see Phil standing in front me.

"Crap, Phil, I didn't know you'd be coming!" I scramble to pick up the bottle, trying to salvage the leftover water and walk inside, leaving the door slightly open.

I use a towel to dry myself off and change into a different outfit. I walk back out of the dorm room to see Phil shoving a phone into his pocket. He looks up and smiles a toothy grin, then links our arms.

"I hope you did watch me change."

"Oh, I sure didn't. That'd be disrespectful." He's still wearing that grin so I'll just stick with the hope that he didn't. "So good sir, what would you like to endeavor on this fine, sunny day?" Phil says in a posh accent, making me giggle.

"Um, can we just go to the mall?" Phil rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Well as boring as that sounds, I'll do it for you."

"I feel special."

"You are," he says softly. I blush at his compliment and we walk out the door.

"And the mall isn't boring; its full of food carts, clothes, and potted plants. So this should be the adventure of a lifetime for you."

"Touché," Phil says laughing.

We get to the mall about ten minutes later, which is surprising considering that campus isn't very close to here. Maybe it was the fact that we chased each other here, running through every shortcut we knew. Maybe.

We walk through two large doors into the even larger building. I notice one of those small car carts for little kids on the opposite side of us. I skip over to it, motioning at Phil to come over too. I jump in and put my feet over the edge.

"Please, push me!" I make a puppy dog face. Phil sighs, but chuckles at my childishness. He grabs the handlebars and starts pushing. He goes at a slow pace making it extremely boring.

"Faster!" I yell. He smirks and gradually picks up the speed. Soon it's as if I'm on a roller coaster, zooming around the chairs and those potted plants.
Here we are, two guys, one pushing the other on a toy car for kids. I'm laughing and yelling, "Woooo!" at the same time. We soon get to the end of the mall and as we turn around we see a man in a uniform staring at us.

"Um, is there a problem sir?" Phil asks awkwardly. It did feel pretty awkward with some police officer looking at this situation.

"Yes sir, there is a problem. People have been reporting that you two have been yelling loudly and disrupting the peace at this mall," Man, I could tell this guy was a dick, "so if you don't stop these acts of foolishness, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Yup, exactly a huge dick. I look at Phil and he mouths, 'your choice'.

"I'm very sorry officer, it was quite childish of us and we respect that you told us. I'm now aware of what we were doing and it won't happen again." The man smiles, tips his hat (or fedora for the real gentlemen) and he's gone. We burst out laughing, surprised that that just happened.

"Alright Phil, as fun as that was, we have to stop. But... When we're leaving, let's get that shopping cart again and ride out the door yelling and screaming!" I look at Phil, his eyes are filled with excitement and joy. God, he was the cutest thing in the world. I grabbed his hand and we basically just walked around.

There was this small stand selling these wonderful smelling treats. I got a cup of sugary, cinnamon roll bites. Phil takes one and after eating it says,"Eh, I've tasted better."

"These are amazing, Phil! You don't appreciate these enough, you duck." Where the word duck come from, I don't know. I took another bite and instantly fell even more in love with them.

"Ok I get that you liked them, but you don't need to act like every bite is giving you an orgasm."

"Well maybe they are." I pop the last one into my mouth, winking at Phil as I do so.

After that, we went to a thrifty-type shop. There was a long isle of accessories, such as goofy sunglasses and fake mustaches. We went up and down the isles, seeing which new crazy item caught our eyes. And I'd say we took about a hundred pictures. Well, its nice that we'll be able to have these memories after.

We decide that we should go as its getting quite dark outside. We were almost at the door when Phil pulled me back, then pointed at the cart from earlier. I make an evil grin and we subtly walk over to it, acting nonchalant. I then jump inside, Phil grabs the handle and we go again.

The mall is again filled with our screams and laughter. I turn to see the same police officer shaking his fist and yelling something that I can't understand, but I'm sure it's not good. (probably something like "you damn hooligans with your rule breaking and me mes") I flip him off and turn back and laugh even harder, feeling a rush of adrenaline and excitement course though me.

I've never been the type to do anything rebellious, but this was just so fun and I'm glad I did it. We run out the doors, breathing heavily. I jump out and push the cart as hard as I could to the left and we make a mad dash back to campus.

Once we get back to campus, we stop where our destinations part. I breathe heavily, bending over.

"Hey Phil?" Phil gives me a loud sigh so I continue. "I'm going run back to the room, I'm tired as hell. Come to my room tomorrow?"

Phil stands up straight (ha lol straight) and nods giving me a weak smile.
He says goodbye and we go our separate ways, him most likely going to his fraternity, and myself going back to the dorm.

And then I get a text from Chris.

From Chris:
hey dan pick me up from this partyyyy it's at that kid
kyles place

So I change my route and go to Kyle's flat.

a/n-
ooooooh some stuff is happening in the next chapter
AND ITS NOT WITH PHAN MWAHAHA

you know what's fun about being an author?
you can mess with people's emotions and then make up
for it with smut or fluff or something

listen to i found iTS sO GOoD

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