Dan and Phil Imagines

Coffee (Phil)

You jogged slowly, trying to not get out of breath, but trying to make it into the Starbucks to get a coffee into you before your interview. You'd been looking for a new job for a while now, and you finally found one that you could enjoy, so making a good first impression on this job interview was very important to you.

You made it to Starbucks right on time, and got into line. You wanted in line for a minute before finally ordering. Luckily, the shop wasn't very busy, so you didn't have to wait too long for your drink.

You looked up when the barista called  your name. You walked  up to the counter and the man handed you your drink. You thanked him before turning to head back to your seat when all of a sudden, you crashed into a person, spilling your drink all down your front.

"Oh my god! I'm so, so sorry!" The man you hit apologized, reaching  over to grab a handful of napkins from the counter.

You sighed, realizing you'd probably have to skip the interview now, or at least have to go home to change and end up late, which you knew would cost you the job. "No, it's alright."

You looked up at the walking wall you hit, seeing an extremely attractive, tall, raven haired man who was about your age. You blinked at him for a second, unable to look away before taking the napkins he was holding out to you and started patting you shirt.

"Oh, no! I ruined your outfit!" The man said, seeming distraught be the accident. You put a hand on his arm, calming him a little.

"No, it's okay. The stains will come out," you said calmly. The man nodded.

"Well let me at least buy you a coffee and a treat. An apology for running you over."

You smiled at him and nodded, accepting his apology coffee. When you finished patting dry your shirt, you and the man both went up to the counter where you ordered a coffee and a muffin and the man payed. After you got your Starbucks, you invited the man to sit with you.

"Oh, my name's Phil, by the way. Phil Lester," the man introduced himself with a smile. God, even his name was cute.

"I'm Y/F/N. And thanks for the replacement coffee." You smiled back at him.

"Oh please, it's nothing. It's a gift." He said, taking a sip of his own caramel macchiato.

You looked down at your muffin before returning to the cute boy with the fringe. "Well, let me return the favor. Let me take you out."

Phil's eyes widened, realizing you were asking him out. "A-are you free on Friday?" He asked.

"Yeah," you pulled out your phone and opened it, taking it to the contacts page. "Here. Give me you number, and I'll text you back."

Phil took your phone, putting his number in and handed it back. You automatically texted him, giving him your number back. He smiled at you before telling you he had to leave. His flatmate was expecting him back soon. Before he left, he gave you a kiss on the cheek.

"Bye, Y/N. See you on Friday. Text me," he smiled, his pale cheeks turning rosey.

"See you later, Phil," you smiled back. Damn... I'm glad I got my coffee knocked on to me, you thought.