Wait For It {Phil × Reader}

35- Live Show

~Three weeks later~

Y/n pov

I let my eyes flutter open. It was dark out now. We didn't get alot of sleep last night. Phil wanted to take me out and we stayed out way past bedtime. Since we were too exhausted to do anything we just decided to take a nap.

  A three hour nap.

  It was 7 now. Phil was still passed out, his mouth slightly open. It was Thursday and he promised his fans had do a live show today; he hadn't done one in a while.

  I decided to let him sleep for a bit more. I got out of bed quietly to not wake him up. I sneezed loudly, looking back at Phil. Still sleeping.

  I looked around for the tissue box. I blew my nose then washed my hands. I walked back in to our room.

  "Are you getting sick?" Phil asked. His eyes were slightly open, looking at me.

"I don't know. I just sneezed, Phil."

  "You should have worn a coat last night." I rolled my eyes and laid next to him.

  "Whatever. You have a live show in an hour by the way."

  "Ya, I know." he gently kissed me then got up. "We're going to go over to Dans apartment. I already talked to him about it. We should go over now, if you're fine with that." I nodded, getting up again. "Grab a coat." Phil told me before walking to the door. I rolled my eyes and grabbed one.

  We walked to Dans apartment in a comfortable silence. Phil held my hand, swinging our arms slightly. That was one thing I liked about Phil. He was cautious about showing our relationship, but not enough to disown me in public.

  Phil knocked on the door to the apartment. After a few moments the door swung opened.

  "Hey! Welcome to my beautiful home." Dan said with a bow, laughing. We stepped in, Dan shutting the door behind us. "You're free to do anything, just don't eat my cereal." he shot a glare at Phil, who laughed adorably.

  "Ill make sure that's the first thing I do." Dan rolled his eyes. "We're going to go to my room. Enjoy yourself, Daniel." Phil walked to his room as I quickly followed.

  "What are doing in your room?" I asked, sitting on his bed.

  "I want to change my shirt." he shuffled through his closet. As he did a paper rolled of the top shelf and hit his head on the way down. He picked it up and looked at it, stifling a laugh.

  "What is it?" I asked.

  "Here. Its yours." he tossed it to me. I looked at him questionably. I unrolled the paper, not expecting what I saw.

  "You kept this all these years?" I smiled widely, not even trying to hide it.

  "Of course. I couldn't just throw it away. It was the only thing I had from you." he smiled back at me.  

  "We'll hang it up when we get home." Phil laughed as I put the drawing beside me.

  Phil changed his shirt after 15 minutes of deciding between two. He checked his phone to see what time it was.

  "Im late!" he yelled as he ran to the lounge. I walked behind him. He was typing on his laptop as I walked in. "There. Its up." he looked up at me.

  "Stop looking at me and do your live show." I told him, sitting down on the couch.

  Phil laughed then turned his attention to the live show. About 10 minutes in Dan walked past. He looked in and saw me just sitting there, watching Phil.

  He made three clicking noises to get my attention. I looked up at him, tilting my head to the side. He waved his hand, signaling to come over. I got up and walked over to him.

  "Want to hang while Phil does his thing?" he asked.

  "Sure." we walked out, leaving Phil to do his live show. We walked to Dan's room.

  "Want to listen to music?" He asked, taking his phone out of his pocket.

  "Ya!" He turned on his speaker and hooked it up to his phone.

  For the rest of the hour me and Dan sang Panic!, MCR, and TØP, while probably sounding like the worst singers on the planet (on purpose)

Hey guys! In case you're confused about what the paper was, it's the drawing you guys did in the first chapter. (if you don't remember it literally the first thing in the first chapter. You can go back and find it easily.)

  Ill see you guys in the next chapter. Byyeeeeeeee!