My Youth is Yours (Phil x Reader)

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Your POV

"Phil!" I call out to my friend as I exit my front door. He turns to the sound of my voice, smiling.

I shut the door and run over to him, smashing into his open arms. Our hugs have been considered more than 'friendly' by many of our friends or just anyone in general. Sadly, they are just friendly. There's no chance of Phil and I together. I sigh and Phil notices.

"What's up?" He pulls away, eyes full of concern.

"The birds," he looks at me slightly annoyed.

"Oh, haha, you're so funny," he says sarcastically "Seriously, though. What was the sigh about?"

I knew I couldn't tell him. It could destroy our friendship. "Nothing. Just school, y'know? So many hours gone. Who knows what could be achieved in those hours taken away by school." Nice save.

"I know, right? I could be touring the world singing! Or even starring in a romantic film with Sarah Michelle Gellar!" I chuckle and roll my eyes. "Of course, you'd come with me." I blush and look down. Damn, this boy gets me every time.

The bus pulls up and it's door opens, revealing an impatient looking bus driver. Phil gestures for me to go first, and not wanting to annoy the driver arguing over who should go first (which has happened many times before), I go without a word.

I sit down in an empty seat, Phil sitting next to me. He's about to tell me something when the boy in front of us turns around. Haven't seen him before.

"Hi, there," he says. He looks into my eyes. To be honest, he looks cute. He has spikey, blonde hair and dark blue eyes. And, unlike Phil, he is tanned. "I'm Jake."

Smiling, I say, "Hi. My name is Y/N. Are you new?"

"Yep." He looks next to me. "Is this your boyfriend?"

I look over at Phil. I feel a pang of guilt. His lips form a frown and his eyes show a tint of sadness and jealousy. "No," sadly, "this is my best friend, Phil."

Phil's POV

"No, this is my best friend, Phil." I know it's true. I tell myself this everyday.

I just hurts more to hear her say it.

Jake looks at me and smirks. His eyes are full of pure evil. "Oh," he says, "what a pity."

I look over at Y/N who is completely oblivious to the way he looked at me.

Jake then turns back to Y/N and they talk all the way to school, ignoring me the whole time

It hurts. She never ignores me like this. Even if it was something important, she'd never ignore me. Even if we were in the middle of the zombie apocalypse, I'd still be her main focus.

It must be something about this Jake kid and his model looks that makes me nothing to her.

My pain ceases when the bus stops at the school. Jake goes one way and Y/N and I go the other to find our friends.

Now that he's gone it feels as if I've just had a large weight taken off my shoulders.

I know this is selfish. 'I love her so she's mine and mine only'. Sometimes I forget that there's no way she would love me back and try to keep her to myself. And I know I shouldn't drag her down like this and stop her living her life the way she wants but I love her. So damn much.

For the next few minutes before the classes start, I feel okay. Maybe Jake has found another girl to hit on and today will be an easy day.

And I keep telling myself that. Until we run into Jake.