Wait For It {Phil × Reader}

44- One Thing Leads To Another

Y/n pov

Phil dropped me off at my apartment. He didn't stay long. He barley even came in. A lot of his stuff was still here. I had asked him about it, but he just brushed it off. He did say he'd see me tomorrow.

I tried watching some movies to keep my mind off of it, but it didn't really work. I ended up giving up and just going to bed.

>·<

Bang Bang Bang.

*obnoxious door bell ringing*

"My god, im coming!" I shouted as I dragged myself out of my cozy bed. I rubbed my eyes as I made my way to the door. I swung it open. Phil had his finger pressed on the door bell.

"Hey y/n. I was wondering if you wanted to go for an early lunch." he smiled down at me. I looked at him confused. His smiled faded as he corrected himself. "A-as friends, I mean."

I laughed inside, slightly showing it on the outside. "Of course Phil. Let me get ready first." he nodded, a weak smile on his face. I walked back to my bedroom and pulled out a nice outfit of jeans and a tee-shirt. I pulled it on then quickly brushed my hair. I walked out and crossed to the bathroom, catching a glimpse of Phil from the corner of my eye. I picked up my toothbrush and put it under the running faucet. I was about to put tooth paste on my brush. But a pair of hands grabbed my wrists, forcing them straight out, and pulled me back away from the sink.

"What the h-"

"You don't want to ruin your lunch, do you?" Phil whispered in my ear. I felt a shock run up my spine. I didn't respond. Not because I didn't have an answer, but because I didn't want to move.

"Wait, what?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What is it?" Phil asked. He seemed to just realize how he was holding me. He stepped back and let me go. "Im sorry."

"What? No, you were fine."

Phil just looked down at the ground. "Ill wait by the door." he mumbled before walking to the door. I quickly washed my face then ran out to him.

"Come on." I opened the door, leading the way out.

We walked side by side the whole way there. Phil had decided that Wendy's was a good option. So we went there. We ordered our food then found a table to sit at.

"Hey Phil?" he responded with a quiet hum. "Could we pretend its just us?"

"What do you mean? Its already just us." he placed his phone in his pocket.

"No. Its me, you, and your fear of the phandom. So could we just forget about them? Just for an hour or two?" he looked down in thought for a moment.

"Okay."

"Thank you!" I hugged him from across the table. He tensed a little but untensed after a moment. He slowly hugged back.

"Phil!" the food person called out. Phil got up and got the food. He brought it back with two drinks.

"What did you get me?"

"F/d." he responded, placing one of the cups in front of me.

"Thank you, Philly."

"You don't have to thank me. Im just doing what friends should." my heart broke at his words. But that's what we are. So im just going to have to deal with it.

It took a little bit, but Phil was slowly going back to himself. His cheerful, happy self. He was getting more comfortable with me each second. So much, he was now sitting on the same side of the table as me so he could hold my hand better.

"You're going to have to go home soon." I told him. He frowned and placed a hand on my cheek.

"But I want to keep hanging out with you."

"You have to make a video with Dan though. Remember?" I raised my eye brow at him.

"That can wait. I could make a video with you instead."

"Phil, you have to go home."

He crossed his arms and pouted. "Fine. But im walking you home first."

I sighed and agreed. We threw our trash away then headed out. He walked me back home. I unlocked the door.

"Okay. Ill see ya tomorrow." he placed his lips on mine. I stood dumbfounded. "Oh. Im sor-" I pulled his head down, interlocking our lips, refusing to break except for air.

Then one thing led to another.

And we ended up in the bedroom.

>·<

"Phil?" I asked, my head on his chest, hearing the beat of his heart.

"Yes baby?" he was playing with my hair fondly.

"What are we?"