I was sitting on the floor of my room. My boyfriend had invited me over today. I was excited to go over to his flat. I was torn between what to wear. That is a simple thing sometimes, but today I just wasn't feeling myself.
I finally decided on my favorite dress and shoes. I know he has seen me in it before, however, it still is my favorite. I grabbed my phone and walked out of my apartment, and started towards the tube.
I realized I had forgotten my card, but it is just a twenty minute walk to his flat. I could smell the heavy scent of rain that was all around me. I love the smell of petrichor. I hoped to beat the rain, but my hopes were denied.
Soon I was running through the rain, in attempts to get there semi-dry. The sounds of umbrellas opening and water hitting the ground filler the air. After a few minutes I was completely drenched, there is no point in trying to stay dry when you are covered in water.
The flat was only a minute or two away so there is no point in running and risking to hurt myself. I slowed to a walk and went into the building. My hair was dripping and my socks were wet. Needless to say I was uncomfortable.
I started my descend up the stairs, all the way to his door. I softly knocked, only to be greeted with "come in" as an answer. I pushed open the door and stepped in.
"(Y/N), you are soaking wet." Phil said, coming round the corner.
"I know." I said taking my shoes off, sitting them by the door, a shiver going down my spine.
"Well, let's warm you up." He grabbed my hand. He led my through the empty lounge and past Dan's room, the door was wide open and nobody was in there.
"Where is Dan?" I followed behind him.
"Oh, he is hanging out with his family today." He explained, pushing his door open, revealing his clean, bright room.
"This is the first time we have been alone..." I said.
"Yea. It is, go a head and sit on my bed." He said, letting go of my hand, and getting into his dresser.
"But I'm wet." I looked around at his little sanctuary.
"Well, uh, put these on." He handed my a pair of emojis pajamas and a red NASA shirt.
"Okay." I started to pull the dress over my head, and Phil just went around the other side of the bed, and sat down. He didn't watch, but instead put all his attention on his phone.
I pulled off my bra and socks, and just put the shirt on. I don't think I need pants if Dan is not here.
"All done." I finished pulling the shirt over my head.
"Okay." He looked over at me, and checked me out. "No, uh, pants?" He asked.
"I can put them on if you'd like." I reached over for them.
"No!" He said, "it's okay."
"Okay." I crawled in next to him and put my head on his leg, he shifted, almost uncomfortably, I picked my head up and sat up. If he didn't want me there I respected that.
"Do you want to watch some Food Wars?" He asked putting his phone down.
"If you want." I pulled my legs to my chest and rested my cheek on my knee.
"Do you mind it?" He shuffled.
"Nope." I smiled.
"Want anything to eat?" He stood up, I nodded my head.
"Can I just have a cup of water?" I looked at him.
"Yea, I'll be back." He walked out.
I laid my forehead on my knees and closed my eyes. I suddenly wished I had followed along with him. I just sat and thought until he returned.
"I'm back." He sat down with a bag of marshmallows and a bottle of water.
"Hey." I brought my head back up.
"Here you are." He handed me the cold drink and I took a drink. Once I was done I sat it on the table by me.
"Thank you." I said.
"Don't mention it." He didn't bother looking at me.
I laid beside him and put my hand over his heart. He cleared his throat, and reached over himself to grab the remote. My hand being moved off his chest. Oh. So he does not want me touching him?
"Sorry." I mumbled. I know he heard me because he looked at me. After that he just turned on the T.V., and Food Wars started playing. I watch an episode with him, before I realized I was hardly breathing and I had that feeling like I was gonna cry.
"Hey, Phil. I just remember that I have to call my mum today." I lied.
"Oh. Go ahead. You can barrow Dan's room." He pointed, still looking at the tv.
"Yea." I sighed, I grabbed my phone, and walked out.
I stood in Dan's room, looking at my phone. No notifications. Yay. I pulled up my contacts and called my best friend.
"Hey (y/n). I thought you were at Phil's?" She asked.
"Hey, Mom." I said.
"Oof, that bad?" She asked.
"Yea. Oh, what did you say? Aunt Beth is coming into town?" I said.
"Say dinner at 6!" She shouted.
"I don't know. Dinner at six?" I looked at the time on Dan's alarm clock. 4:29.
"Yes! And don't forget to bring me a sandwich." She added.
"Yea. I can make it but I don't know if I have that anymore." I smiled.
"Haha. Jerk." She giggled.
"Alright love you." I hung up. I turned around and was greeted with Phil leaning against the wall.
"You're leaving?" He asked.
"My Aunt is in town. I'm sorry." I apologized, immediately feeling guilty for lying.
"Oh." He pushes his lips to the side, and grabbed my hand. "You just got here. I wanted to spend some time with you"
"Maybe next time?" I asked, the tears were gone but I still had the heavy feel in my heart that I was unwanted.
"Yea. I guess." He walked away, dropping my hand.
"Phil. I can just say no." I walked after him, reaching for his hand back.
"No. Your family is more important. You should go with them." He smiles at me, giving me a sad look. I feel horrible.
"Aunt Beth is code for the fact that mom needs out of an awkward situation. My roommate is just pestering her." I hugged him.
"Oh. Well then that is kind of an emergency, isn't it?" He hugged me back.
"No." I pulled away, looking up at his face. "I'm sorry. Anyways. We have the flat to ourselves. What will we do?" I kissed his check, he led us back to his room during our conversation.
"I don't think you understand how you make my heart beat faster with every touch." He explained, sitting Indian styled on his old wicker bed.
"Oh? With every touch?" I asked. "No matter when I touch you?" I sat across from him, mirroring him.
"(Y/N), what do you mean?" He smiled at me.
"So if I touch you like this does your heart beat faster?" I pushed him down onto the bed and got on top his, startling his stomach. I put my hands on his sides and started to tickle him.
"No! Stop it! I hate being tickled." He giggled.
"Never. You look so cute!" I giggled back.
"Oh, let's see how you like it!" He flipped us over so he was topping now, he quick pinned my hands down with one hand above my head, and started tickling me with his free one. I squirmed laughing until he let go of my hands and starting using both to torture me. I instinctively bucked my hips up against his trying to escape.
"Hmm, let go." I laughed. "I don't like it!"
"What do I get if I stop?" He asked
"I'll give you a kiss." I said.
"I don't know. You already give me those. What else do you have?" He stopped for a second, leaning over me, using his hands to hold him up.
"We can watch anime and cuddle while eating Dan's cereal." I smirked.
"We did that already," he started. "I want something new and fun''
"Hmmm. New and fun?" I bit my lip. "You know we have been dating for a while now and most couples have already moved to the next step within the first month." I looked him in the eyes.
"(Y/N), I'm not going to force you to do anything. You know that." He pushed a piece of my (H/L), (H/C) hair from my face.
"If I didn't want to why would I suggest it?" I asked.
"You have a point there." He replied before smashing his lips into mine.
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The end.
