Wait For It {Phil × Reader}

13- Talks

Y/n pov

I opened my eyes a little. Phil was laying next to me, his back facing me. It was dark out still. I reached over to the table next to the bed and picked up my phone. I checked the time.

2:30 am.

I sighed. I got out of bed, careful not to wake up Phil. I quietly walked out to the small patio that was with each room. I sat in a chair that was placed there, watching cars drive by. I began to think.

Is it bad to kiss someone who isn't your boyfriend? We both feel the same way I think. I dont know why he would kiss me if he didn't. But its still bad isn't? Unless he asked me with out directly asking...

I was dragged out of my thoughts by the noise of the glass door opening.

"Im assuming you didn't sleep well? You we asleep a few minutes ago." Phil sat down in the other chair. He watched the ground. He looked up at me after I didn't answer for a while.

"Oh ya, I woke up a bit ago. I dont know why." there was another silence. "What about you? I swear you were asleep."

"I havent slept all night. You did a good job sneaking out of bed though. I didn't even notice you were gone until I checked on you."

Silence.

"Sorry about earlier." he mumbled.

"What?"

"Im sorry about what happened earlier. I dont know what shook over me."

"Oh." I looked at my feet. "Its fine."

He doesn't realize one very important detail. I wasnt strangling, I wasnt trying to get him off me, I wasnt doing anything to stop him. I was going to let it happen.

"Y/n?" I hummed a response. "I was wondering what will happen when we get back home. Are we just going to stop? Cus I dont want that to happen."

"When we get back im going to need your help on finding you again. The whole time ive been back in england ive been trying to find you." i looked over at him. Our eyes met for a second. "Im not loosing you again Phil. I wont allow it." I looked back to the cars. I saw Phil stand up and head for the door.

"Im going back in. You can come in whenever." I nodded and let my eyes go back to the road. I heard the door shut behind me. I looked back. Phil was already in the bed again. I slowly stood up, sliding open the door. Phil directed his attention over to me. I laid down next to him, looking into his ocean blue eyes.

"Phil?"

"Ya?"

"Do you like me?" His eyes widened a little but then narrowed in thought.

"If I didn't I wouldn't be your friend." that last word pieced my heart.

"No. Like, like like."

He stared at me for a while. "Maybe. Probably." He turned away from me. He whispered "yes" very quietly.

"Then why have you never asked me out?" He let out a small sigh and turned back to me.

"Do you know how hard that is? Its not as simple as it sounds. At least not for me. You have that little fear of rejection in your mind at all times, it just takes over your brain making it unable to ask anyone anything related to that." he explained, not breaking eye contact for a second. "And plus, I didn't want to lose you. Even if it were just as a friend. Alot of times when someone asks a friend out it gets awkward because they know they like them."

"But why not now? You know how I feel now."

"Y/n, just... Just give it time okay. It takes time." I nodded. "Now how about you go back to sleep. Its late and you'll need your rest."

He rolled over to face away from me. I faced away from him and closed my eyes, slowly letting myself be taken by sleep.

RIght before I did I felt a pair of warm arms wrap around me.