Rude ~ Phan

Pot Crasher Culprit

hello people im sorry that its been a while. ill try to make this chapter suuuuuuuuuuper long. also there will probably be frequent POV changes

Phil's POV

It was finally Wednesday and it was a minute after noon. I was nervous and I didn't even know why, it's just a guy who I'm collabing with, no big deal. All of a sudden there was a huge scary crash and my body moved without my permission. Somehow, magically I was on the other side of the room, hiding behind one of my big, green potted plants.

I was just being silly, something probably just crashed in the kitchen. Or, maybe it was Dan? But I didn't give him my address, I was going to pick him up from the train station. I stilled my shaking hands and got up so that I could face whatever it was, like a man. I glanced around quickly for a weapon and grab my prickly cactus succulent. Don't judge me, it was the only thing nearby!

I slowly crept downstairs and held my cacti up with two hands near my face. I placed my feet down slowly and carefully in case someone heard me. I was trying not to breathe too quickly but I was scared. Deep breath, Phil, in and out. Nice and slow. I crept closer and closer to where I heard the sound when I heard another crash. I held in my scream but I couldn't contain the way my body shuddered and jumped back. Like it was telling me, run far away and don't look back. But this time I couldn't listen to my body, I had to listen to my brain and that was telling me to go investigate.

I soon realized that the crashes were coming from the kitchen and once I approached the hallway to the kitchen, I slowed down and leaned against the wall. Deep breath, in and out. Nice and slow. Just like that, Phil.

Dan's POV

I ripped off my clothes and jumped into the shower. I had 20 minutes to get to the train station otherwise I would be late. Jesus, I hate snooze buttons. Anyways, I had to take a shower, dry and straighten my hair, and get dressed. I was so screwed.

I got out of the shower after 5 minutes because my clock was ticking, and it was ticking fast. I grabbed a towel and ran to my room. I dried off while jumping over to my closet to find a shirt and I pulled the black shirt over my head and snatched a grey jumper and another black shirt for the morning. I ran over to my drawers and found some bright underwear, because I need at least a little color in my life. I pulled those on and then grabbed my signature black skinny jeans.

I was still slightly wet so I really had to tug to pull these on. Once I had them on most of the way, I grabbed a backpack and stuffed my extra shirt and jumper into it. I pushed my laptop into there and all the necessary chargers. My backpack was ready and I had 5 minutes left.

I looked in the mirror as I walked past and realized that I forgot to do my hair. How could I forget to do my hair? I cannot believe this, I can't film a video with my hair like this! I can't meet Phil with my hobbit hair. Ugh. I don't have time to straighten my hair, I'm so angry at myself. What is Phil going to think? He's going to think that I'm so ugly.

I shake my head and let out a long breath. There's nothing I can do about this, I have to make that train and I can't be late. I grab socks and shoes and my backpack and run out the door. I'm going to have to run to make that train. Phil better be worth all of this.

Phil's POV

I take one last deep breath and then I got down on my knees to crawl into the kitchen. I place my limbs down carefully and try not to shiver as the cold creeps into my bones. I peer around the corner of a cupboard and see two pots on the ground, one still rolling. That accounts for the sound but not the reason.

I still don't see anything, or anyone, as I continue crawling. I place my feet squarely on the ground and crouch. Should I stand up and risk being seen or should I keep crawling? I stand up quickly before I can lose my gusto.

I don't see anything at first but a movement catches my eye. I swiftly turn to look at it, because if someone was in the flat they would have already seen me. The movement was of a curtain rippling in the wind that was coming from outside. I had left a window open.

I walk over and shut it. Now, who or what made these pots fall over?

Dan's POV

I swiped my card while trying to catch my breath. I had just made it on time, it was a miracle. I got onto the train and found a seat.

I was sitting next to a woman with her child to the right and a guy in a business suit on the left. Interesting.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and logged onto tumblr. This hour train ride should pass pretty quickly.

Phil's POV (once again sorry for the switching)

I was still holding my plant up near my face as I walked very slowly back to the kitchen. Those pots didn't fall over themselves... Unless the culprit hid somewhere else, they should be in here.

I put my cactus down so that I could grab my two precious pots, that I have never once used, and put them back on the rack, in their designated spots. Designated spots means, at least for me, wherever I can fit them.

I pick the cactus up quickly and resume looking for my mystery pot crasher culprit. They must be really good at hiding, I thought, as I rounded the last corner of my counter and I still didn't find anyone.

Is there really a culprit? I mean, I know that I'm messy, but I'm not so messy that I leave pots in places that they can fall off! Who do you think I am?

Unease started to creep into my bones as I saw a movement directly behind me. I froze for a moment and then slowly, slowly turned around to find the window opening, pot crasher, good at hiding, culprit. All it took was one look to make me scream.

Dan's POV

The train ride wasn't horrible. I was surprised, usually I sit next to the loudest, most obnoxious people on the entire world. But, this time I sat next to a business man who was doing work on his phone very quietly, and a woman with a child who sat on her mom's lap and just slept.

I was very relaxed as I continued to scroll through tumblr. Maybe this omen means that today is going to be a great day. Or, it could be very misleading and today could be the worst one of my life.

Sometimes I hate the pessimistic thoughts inside my head;

sometimes though, the pessimistic thoughts can save my life.

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hey guys! sorry it's been so longggg I've had a rough past couple of weeks and I needed some time off. I kept trying to upload but I would get sad or sluggish while writing so I couldn't finish.

but i finally finished! ill try to update as soon as possible

peace out lovelies