February 3rd
Phil: DAN
Phil: Stop leaving me for three hours
Phil: Dan?Dan: um
Dan: sorryPhil: YAY YOU'RE BACK
Dan: uh. still sorry
Phil: Oh yeah. It's fine
Dan: okay
Phil: Where do you live?
Dan: um
Dan: manchesterPhil: Really?
Phil: Me too!Dan: no
Phil: What?
Dan: i know youre gonna suggest we meet up and i say no
Phil: Oh. Okay
Phil: Where are you currently?Dan: starbucks
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Phil stands up from his seat, scanning the room. At the other end of the building, there sat Dan, the boy with brown hair and chocolate eyes, staring at his phone with earbuds in. Phil smiled to himself.
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Dan: uh phil?
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Phil's phone went off, and he looked down at it. He watched as Dan shook his head, putting his phone down on the table and gazing out the window he was sat next to.
Phil slowly walked up behind Dan, touching the back of his neck. Dan flinched and moved abruptly forward, nearly knocking over his drink.
"The hell?" Dan mumbled, turning around to see Phil standing behind him with a grin on his face. Dan jumped, almost knocking over his drink. Again.
"Hi." Greeted Phil, walking around the table to sit across from Dan. Dan took out his earbuds, pausing the music. "What are you listening to?" Phil asked him.
"Muse." Dan stated, putting his phone in his jeans pocket. He didn't expect Phil to have ever heard of the band.
Phil grinned. "I love their music."
"Really? Wow. We actually have something in common." Phil laughed at what Dan had said.
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Dan: i said no
Phil: I know
Phil: But you were there and I couldn't not go say hi to you!Dan: ugh whatever. and for future reference, i hate when people touch my neck
Phil: Oh
Phil: SorryDan: you didnt know
Dan: and its getting late
Dan: byePhil: Oh yeah true, bye
Phil: WAIT DAN THIS IS THE FIRST TIME YOU'VE LEFT FOR A REASON THAT'S NOT BEING AWKWARD!!Dan: phil shut up i wanna sleep
Phil: Sorry
Phil: Good night
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I LOVE YOU [Phan Texting Story AU]
FanfictionIn which a lovesick boy texts the wrong number because he hit the wrong key.