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"Oh my god, Phil, I need it!" I whined as I tugged on the baby pink jumper on the rack. Phil rolled his eyes, a smile playing at the corner of his lips. "Okay, flower." I blushed, because he knows I love it when he calls me that.
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three months prior
"He's so cute it makes me want to die." I sighed as Louise stared at the cashier in the small coffee shop. I sipped my vanilla latte and watched him, his biceps flexing whenever they moved, his tattoos shifting. Louise sighed dreamily as I did before. "I hope he's as straight as they come, because oh my god I would be all over that." She purred.
I rolled my eyes, internally hoping he would glance at us, or more specifically, me. I tugged at the sleeves of my creme colored jumper and adjusted my off white flower crown just as my prayers were answered. The man looked over at us, his dyed blue fringe shifting ever so slightly. He smiled, and I couldn't tell if it was at me or Louise. My face flushed a beet red, and Louise laughed quietly. "Nope, he's looking at you, Danny." I choked on my latte. "No, he is not!" I said and buried my face in my jumper sleeves. I felt a tap on my shoulder. Louis was silent, which was very unusual.I looked up and saw him, scowling. I felt a bubble of nervousness fill my stomach as he glared at me. "Look, I know my look might be scary to you, but quit laughing to your little friend about it. Keep your posh mouth shut." Louise gasped, and I was at a loss for words.
"N-n-no.. We just-I just..." I didn't know what to say. He scoffed and said "Whatever. Just don't be so judgemental. Not everyone is the stereotype of how they dress." He turned away, returning to the register. I felt so embarrassed I could have died."
"Whatever, he's a jerk. Lets leave." Louise rose to her feet and sauntered away. No, I had to set things straight. "I'll be out in a minute." I said. Louis nodded and headed out the door. I walked to the counter, ordering another vanilla latte. The man had a terrible attitude, complete with eye rolls and scowls. When I took my drink, I looked at him and said "Maybe you shouldn't assume the worst. My friend and I thought you were cute." Before he had the chance to speak, I sauntered out the same way Louis did, looking back to see the same angry expression on his face.
I rolled my eyes, knowing that his insecurities weren't my problem. I met up with Louise at a sandwich shop up ahead, where we ordered our food and waited. We talked about the unbearable rudeness of the man at the coffee shop and laughed.
He walked through the door, in a different uniform from before and stepped behind the counter. "You have got to be kidding me." Louise said quite loudly, catching his attention immediately. I buried my face in my sweater sleeves again, praying he wouldn't notice us again. "Louise what the hell are you doing?" I hissed from behind my arms. She rolled her eyes and proceeded to indirectly insult him. "What kind of wanker is rude to his customers on purpose?" She called.
He was quick to retort with "What kind of twat is rude to waiters and waitresses? We work really hard to appease preppy assholes like you." Louise's face turned red with anger as she seethed at him. "You're the asshole here, punk!" She spat before leaving me at the restaurant by myself.
I ran up to pay for her food, keeping my eyes on the floor as he rang up the order. When he hamded me the receipt, I quickly took it and headed for the door. As I began to open it, I heard him call out, "Hey, flower boy."
I faced him and he smirked. "You're pretty cute yourself."
Face flushed, I rushed out the door. Louis nowhere in sight. Slightly panicked, I called Louise, who wasn't answering her phone. My mum was at work until ten at night, and I lived on the other side of town. I had no choice but to stay put.
I walked back into the sandwich shop and sat down, checking the time. It was only 4:30 and my phone was on 2%. I sighed and rested my head on the table for a while.
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The end for chapter one. Its a little short, I know ^^; but I hope you enjoyed it.
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flower boy howell || phan au
Fanfiction(pastel!dan and punk!phil) "C'mon, flower boy. Take a risk." || this used to be called Sparkle Prince but this sounds way better ||