The Fantastic Foursome Imagines

France: Dan Howell and Phil Lester

"We forbid you to leave. What if the house suspiciously burns down or Phil gets bit by a wild dog and contracts rabies?"

You sigh at Dan's crazy imagination and then Phil chirps in, "Yeah and who's going to kick our bums in video games?"

Dan looks at Phil. "That's usually me, Phil. I kick your asses."

Phil rolls his eyes. "Not the point, Dan. C'mon y/n we need you here."

You groan. "Guys it's France and it's only for a week. You'll be fine."

Dan sticks his bottom lip out. "Fine fine but if that phone rings you better pick it up or so help me."

You laugh. "Of course I will. Phil can I have my bags?"

Phil holds your bag out and you grab onto it, trying to pry it from his hands.

"Phil."

He let's go. You smile and hug both of them.

"Ok I'll see you guys in a week!"

You turn away and once you get in your car you burst out laughing from the looks on their faces.