Flower Thief (Phan)

Chapter Three

heyo! I'm trying to update this a lot cause I have lots of ideas for it I just can't figure out how to put them into chapters but I'll get there I promise. But how are you guys liking the story so far? Any comments? if so, don't be afraid to tell me!

by the way, Dan and Phil DO NOT LIVE IN THE UK in this story. They live in like, New Jersey. Idk I'm still deciding. you'll find out further into this chapter.

anyways, I'll stop rambling and let you read now, bye!!

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"So where are we even going?" I ask, looking out the window.

We had each gone back to our own homes, and packed up some stuff and then headed off. We'd only been driving for about twenty minutes now.

I had no idea why i agreed to this. I wouldn't normally. If it had been anyone else, they'd never see me again. But there was something about Phil, a sparkle in is eye, his enthusiasm, the joy and kindness radiating off him. Whatever it was, it made me want to get to know him more.

"Well, I don't exactly know," Phil trails off.

"Wait, what?" I'm shocked, "You have no clue where we're going?!"

"Well it was spontaneous remember? I was thinking we could just drive until we thought of somewhere or until we just found somewhere," Phil says.

"Phil," I whined, "You can't just do th-" I stopped. I thought of somewhere! But would Phil be up to it?

"What? Why'd you stop?" Phil asked.

"LA. Let's go to LA," I said.

"We'll have to get a plane there though," Phil says.

"SPONTANEOUS!" is all I yell.

"Alright," Phil laughs, taking the exit for the Airport,"Spontaneous LA trip then. Beach, here I come."

I laugh and lean my head against the window.

I'm going to LA.

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When I wake up, the plane has already landed and Phil is shaking me awake.

"I'm up, I'm up," I yawn, swatting him away.

He just chuckles at me and gets up, offering me his hand.

I accept his hand and as soon as we touch hands, I swear I feel prickles. But they're a good feeling, and I get a bit disappointed when he lets go of my hand.

But I leave it and grab my carry on before following Phil off the plane. As soon as we step out the heat hits me and I'm instantly sweating.

"Wow, it's warm over here," Phil comments, sweating also.

I nod in agreement, wanting to get to the Hotel as quick as possible.

((sorry I keep time skipping a lot))

We get to the Hotel and check in, but before I can even lay my head on the pillow, Phil is asking me if I want to get food.

I hesitate, afraid of what he'll say if i can't finished my food, but i agree anyways.

"So where do you wanna go? There's a thousand and one choices," Phil grinned.

"Um, how about a buffet?" I asked. There I had choices and i got to choose the amount of food to consume.

"Sounds like a plan."

We had rented a car and we drive around until we found a buffet. We strolled in, were seated, and asked what we'd like to drink.

After ordering our drinks, Phil spoke, "How about we play twenty one questions, but like, more than twenty one?"

"Let's get our food, first," I suggested.

After savaging table after table, bar after bar, we finally came back to the table with heaps of food. Well, Phil had heaps. I had a full plate but it still wasn't nearly as much as Phil had. But he didn't seem to notice, which i was thankful for.

"Okay," Phil says picking up some chicken he got and taking a bite of it, "I'll start, uhm, Favorite color?"

"Black, obviously," I say.

"Why such a dark color?" He asked but I raised an eyebrow at him.

"It's my turn," I say.

"Fine, ask away," he huffs.

"Okay, um, what's your favorite band?" I ask.

"Muse or Fall Out Boy, they're both so good i can't decide," He takes a sip of his drink.

"Really?" I say, shocked. Those were my favorite bands too.

"Yeah, why? do you not like that type of music?"

"No! I love it! Those are my favorite bands too!" I grin.

"Woah! That's so cool!" He laughs, his tongue poking out a bit.

He's so adorable

Wait what? I didn't just think that.

Did I?

Oh my god I did. Did I really think Phil was adorable?

I snuck a glance at him. His dark hair swooped in front of his eyes. His eyes, they were a beautiful shade of blue that could trap you in their hold. His smile was the cutest thing and when he laughed, his tongue stuck out a little.

He really was adorable.

"Why are you staring at me?" His voice brought me out of my thoughts.

"I, um, what?" I stuttered and he lauds laughed at me.

"Let's go walk around LA, we can finish our game," Phil said, as he had finished eating.

I nodded and we got to-go cups for our sodas and headed out onto the streets of LA.

The sun was starting to go down and the sunset was magical. I'd never seen one so beautiful in real life.

Even though we had said we'd finish our game, we walked in silence, just taking in the scenery.

"Look!" Phil shouted so suddenly, it made me jump.

"An Ice cream place! Can we go get ice cream, Danny? Please, oh please, can we?" Phil begged.

I grinned at him, "Danny?"

Phil blushed, and looked down, his arm shooting up to rub his neck like a nervous tick.

"Uh, yeah, sorry. I got excited, I won't call you that anymore if you don't like-"

"No! I love it!" I smiled at him to reassure him.

He smiled back, "Okay, then. Let's get some ice cream, Danny."

"Let's get some ice cream then, Philly."