truth or dare // phan au

fourteen

dans pov
i have no clue where phil is taking me, but for some reason i was completely okay with that. i probably shouldn't be, for all i know he could be some crazy axe-murderer.
he's holding my hand as he drags me out the door and into what i guess is his, or his friends car.
"where are we going?" i ask.
"its a surprise!" he says, grinning.
"oh, come on! tell me!" i reply.
"aw, well, that wouldn't be much of a surprise now would it?"
"i suppose not." i confess.
phil turned the radio on. 'toxic' by britney spears came on.
"bABY CAN'T YOU SEE," phil practically screams. i start giggling like a little girl and then i join in.
"iM CALLING, A BOY LIKE YOU SHOULD WEAR A WARNING,"
i look over at phil, he has a huge goofy smile plastered across his face.
"IT'S DANGEROUS, I'M FALLING!"
by the time we hit the chorus, we're both screaming the lyrics and laughing until it hurts.
"WITH THE TASTE OF YOUR LIPS IM ON A RIDE, YOU'RE TOXIC AND IM SLIPPING UNDER,"
soon after the song finishes, we pull over to the side of a road.
"come on," phil said as he opened his door.
"where are we?" i asked.
"you'll see in a minute."
he laces his fingers through mine, once again, as we make our way through what seemed like miles, of trees,
"are we lost?"
"nope."
"are you bringing me here to kill me?" i say it with sarcasm, but i'm actually kind of worried.
"yes, dan, of course i am." he retorts with just as much, if not more, sarcasm.
"how much longer?" i nag for the billionth time.
"just a little bit more."
a few minutes later we arrive at our destination.
it's possibly- no, definitely- one of the most beautiful sights i have ever seen.

A/N: cliffhangers are fun