~Elizabeth's POV~
The aeroplane landed as I slowly drift away from my dream world. "Madness" is playing my ears, and I groggily get up. I'm sure I've messed up my unmanageable hair, but who really cares?
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Dan's POV
I am pacing around a little bit, nervous to see my sister. I hadn't actually seen her since she was about seventeen, and I think a lot can happen in two years.
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Elizabeth's POV
I finally catch sight of Dan. Even around with the bustling people, he is tall enough for me to recognize. Plus, family has instant recognition.
I take a deep breath and walk towards him.
I pull Dan in for a hug, and he happily accepts my embrace. A warm, loving hug is something I haven't had in years. Oh, I really did miss him.
As I pull away, I see his mate Phil. He awkwardly sticks out his hand, and I shake it.
"I'm Phil, nice to meet you," he says kindly.
He was fairly attractive, taller, with long black hair and bright, yet friendly, aquamarine eyes. He seemed nice enough, a bit quirky, probably.
"Hey, I'm Elizabeth. You, too." I say quietly.
As I released his soft hand, as I notice my row of bracelets as become misplaced and do not fully cover my wrists. I internally panic.
I fake a shiver.
"It's sort of chilly... Can I borrow a jacket?" I ask Dan.
He bites his lip.
" I don't have one," he says glancing over at Phil.
"Here, you can use mine!" Phil says, unwrapping himself and handing his coat to me.
I gratefully accept it, pulling it over my arms. I take a deep breath as I notice his jacket has a bit of a sweet, cologne-y smell to it. I think I sort of like it. Smells maybe like a friend.
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A World of Lions and Tigers -A Dan and Phil- AmazingPhil and Danisnotonfire-
FanfictionElizabeth Howell wants to feel loved and free, even if she never admitted it, and even if she always feels the opposite. She ends up moving in with her brother, Dan, and meets his eccentric and wonderful friend, Phil, who lives with him. As El's wor...
