Call Me Hopeless, Not Romantic (Danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil)

You're Adorable As Hell

I've forgotten how much I love The Jeremy Kyle Show. I mean, half the people on here have crazy stories, like 'I'm 16, slept with hundred of men and I want a baby.' Who'd let a 16 year old look after a baby? Saying that, when I was 16 I had to look after my 10 year old brother. That doesn't compare to a newborn, but whatever. Actually, I need to phone him. I haven't spoken to him in ages. And I need to call up my parents. But after this episode of Jeremy Kyle.

"OHMIGOSH!!" Olivia squeals from her room. Que her running in, in 3....

2....

1....

"IZIZIZIZIZIZ GUESS WHAT?!" she exclaims.

I sigh. "What?"

"Phil replied to my tweet! As in AmazingPhil from YouTube! Freaking Phil!" She says, jumping up and down with her Mac.

"Wow congratulations, want a sticker?" I say with little enthusiasm.

"Aw come on Iz. I got excited when you told me that your crush in uni spoke to you." She sighs.

"What? I had a crush in uni?"

"Yeah. I don't remember his name though. He looked pretty hot." She skips, yes skips, away into her room. I had a crush? And it wasn't Gerard Way? He didn't go to the university I went to. At least I don't think so. I hear my phone buzz on the coffee table. Since when did we get a coffee table? I was probably half asleep when Olivia ordered it. Well, I could read the message the person sent me as the advert break is on, which is convenient.

/Unknown Number/

This is Isabella from earlier, right? Sorry if it's actually a strange guy recieving this. -Dan

Oh, I forgot I needed to get his number. I mean, I gave mine to him. Actually what I did was foolish. Izobella, you were stuck in a lift for three hours with this guy, went to a shop with him and gave him your number. I've known him for not even a day and I already gave him my number.

/To Unknown Number/

Hey, yes this is Izobella from earlier. I never thought to give a fake number, actually... Shows how good my brain is.

I still think that I'm stupid for talking to a guy I hardly know. It's like in some fanfictions Liv reads. Girl meets guy. Guy and girl exchange number. Go on a date. Get married. Have 3 children. All in one day!

"IZZZOOOBBBEEEEELLLLAAA!" I hear Olivia shout my name. Any louder people upstairs could hear her.

"Yeah?" I yell back.

"Who's your OTP?" Of all the questions.

"Why?"

"Because I wanna know."

"That, my friend, is a secret only I know."

"Awww but Iz!"

"Shh I'm watching Jeremy Kyle."

"You're no fun." Then everything goes silent. Apart from the tv. That's not quiet.

Onto the next story! 'My husband has been cheating on me for the past three years, and he says he still loves me!' Wow.. girl, go get a new husband because he is a complete tool. Maybe I can quit my job and become a female Jeremy Kyle? Actually that would be bad. Imagine turning up to work tomorrow 'yea, I'm quitting to become a female Jeremy Kyle bye.' I don't think that will go down well.

~~A Few Days Later~~

I've been talking to Dan for a while now. Turns out we both sleep in till the afternoon, then go on Tumblr until 3am. There's downsides to that, as arriving to work the next morning at 8 isn't good.

I also had to choose the job that involves me talking to people. It also makes me wonder why people shop in Hollister. Okay, their bodyspray is the best thing ever, but the clothing, c'mon. Also, the lighting bills must be low, either that or they can't afford lightbulbs.

"Liv?! I'm just going down to get some more food from Tesco, kay?" I say, grabbing the keys, my phone and headphones and head out.

After leaving the building, I see a group of teenagers standing near the place I have to walk. Oh god. What if they yell abuse at me? Calm it, Izobella. Walk past, don't make any eye contact. Phew, I made it.

And now Teenagers by My Chemical Romance is playing on my phone. How ironic.

I enter in Tesco. What did I need again? Oh yeah, cake mixture. What? I feel like baking a cake. I don't look where I am going and I soon bump into someone.

"I'm sorry!" I apologize.

"Oh, that's okay. It's my fault for standing in the way really." The guy apologizes. (Note that he has a slight northern accent, which I'm loving. He's also pretty cute.) Look at you, Izobella, talking to the guys lately.

"Are you there?" The guy waves his hand over my face.

"Oh, sorry, I just zoned out." I laugh.

"Phew! I thought you had died or something." He says.

"I'm Izobella, by the way." I introduce myself.

"Nice to meet you! I'm Phil." He smiles. He seems so.... Familiar?