the sly smirk, cocked eyebrow, sharp jaw, high cheekbones, and deep silky voice all make me feel a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach. it's slightly confusing to me. must be because i think he's so cool.
i smile back and shake phil's hand. i mumble back my name. suddenly the bus driver honks her horn signalling that it's time to leave.
i make my way onto the bus with phil in tow.
i go to the first seat on the bus and much to my enjoyment phil sits with me.
"i hope you don't mind" phil speaks in his silky northern accent that gives me goose bumps " i don't know anyone else and they all seem way to young to talk to without looking weird."
a "not at all" leaves my lips and a blush follows, causing phil to chuckle.
"so daniel what kind of music are you into?" and with that the trip begins.
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Holiest//Phan
Fanfictionin which a sad catholic boy falls for another boy [lowercase intended] {warning this is pretty bad. oops}
