Wait For It {Phil × Reader}

26- Sleep Text

Y/n pov

  "So... I have a question." I said, looking over at Phil. He looked up from his phone giving me his full attention.

  "What was that metaphor?" he put his phone down on the coffee table.

  "What metaphor?"

  "You know, the one where you knocked over the cup? Spilled everything?"

  "Oh." he whispered. "Well, usually metaphors aren't  suppose to be explicitly told. You're suppose to guess."

  "Please philly." I whined, leaning on him.

  "Dont worry. You'll probably figure it out while im here." he gently rubbed my side as he looked down at me.

  "Ya, but I want to know now. What if its something to do with us? I dont want us to be screwed up." I looked up at him as he laughed.

  "Y/n, you dont need to worry. It has nothing to do with our relationship. Its mostly just me."

  "Mostly just you? What's that suppose to mean? Am I doing something wrong? Do you not love me any more? Have you never loved me? Is this just a game?" I held his shoulders, my eyes wide with fear.

  "Heh, love calm down. If I never loved you I wouldn't be here right now. If I didnt love you anymore I would have already had a one night stand, never to be seen again. Like I said, its me. You're fine." he kissed me, taking my hands off his shoulders. "Im kinda tired now. Could you show me where you'd like me to sleep?"

  "Um... Ya." I got up and led him down the hall to the guest room. "You can stay here tonight. See how you like it."

  "Alright. Thanks love." he gently kissed my head before going into his room and shutting the door. I sighed and turned down the hall.

  "Guess ill go to bed too. Nothing else to do." I walked into my room and laid down on my bed. I stared at my ceiling, unable to sleep. I heard the sound of my phone, jumping slightly by the sudden sound. I picked it up and looked at the screen.

  Message from Philly

  I clicked on it. It took me to our conversation.

Philly: hey. Are you asleep?

I laughed as I read his text, slowly responding.

Me: yes. Sorry.

Philly: :(

Me: (:

Philly: :P

Philly: you dont seem very asleep.

Me: nah. Im sleep texting.

Philly: you should teach me how to do that

Me: ?

Philly: do you know all the weird crap I could say and make people question my sanity? I want that.

Me: how am I suppose to teach you that?

Philly: hold on

  I waited for him to respond. I heard a knock on my door, directing my attention there.

  "Can I come in?" I heard Phil whisper.

  "Sure." he opened the door and stepped in. He smiled over at me.

  "Yep. You're definitely sleeping." he said laying down next to me.

  "Shut up." I said gently shoving him.

  "Do you sleep talk too? Wow. Sleep text and talk. Maybe you sleep walk too. Even sleep snack. You might just be the best sleeper in the world."

  "I said shut up." I spoke loudly.

  "Shh." he said putting his finger on my lips.

  "Why?"

  "You're sleeping. We don't want to wake you up do we?" I looked at him as if he were a complete idiot while he just smiled at me.

  "Fine. Then you go to sleep too." I closed my eyes, trying to go to sleep. Phil kept moving around making it harder to go to sleep. I opened my eyes slightly to glare at him. "What are you doing?"

  He looked over at me. "Your beds not comfortable."

  "What do you want from me?" I asked him.

  He thought for a bit before responding. "I dont know."

  "Fine." I hugged his arm and intertwined out fingers. "Now you cant move. Let me sleep."

  "Hold on." he moved a bit closer to me and rested his head against mine. "There. Now I can sleep. Good night Love."

  "Good night Philly." I whispered as I closed my eyes, slipping into sleep.