Who Says? (Phan)

Chapter 2

Phil's POV

I blink in rapid succession trying incredibly hard not to fling myselfin lust at the guy stood in my doorway.

Shit, he's gorgeous. Tall, with dark brown hair, the most beautiful dimples,the smile  and wow, deep brown eyes that I could just get lost in. And, oh man, tight black jeans and a Muse t-shirt; can I say perfect?!

I stareup at him open-mouthed and (no doubt creeping him out a bit) but he just looks right back at me, apparently waiting for something. that's the moment I realise he actually has a purpose to coming here, other than to just be mind blowingly attractive and render me and my legs absolutely useless.

" Um, I'm here to er...welcome you to the neighbourhood, I guess. My, um, mum, thought you might want these..." His voice high, but rich and alluring.

He holds something in his hands, a box of oreo cupackes, my favourite.

"T-thanks." I finally manage to mutter, then before I can stop myself, I ask, " You wanna come in?" suddenly embarressed, I promptly study my shoes as if they are more interesting than the stranger's eyes.

God I must sound so desperate, what if he says no? Oh crap.

"Well why not? I guess you probably need some help, huh kid?"

Ouch, he just called me 'kid'. KID. As in child! I'm not /that/ small! What if he thinks I'm like 12 or something? Why don't I just go die in a hole of shame?

I jump in when my mum appears behind me suddenly, probably having heard me invite him in.

" Oh hello, I'm Katherine, and this is my son, Phil but I guess you've already met him. Please, come in and have a drink. Oh gosh, are they cupcakes?You didn't have to..."

"Hi, I was sent over here by my mum, we live opposite you in number69."

Heheh 69

SHUT UP BRAIN!

" Yeah, they're not much but the locals can be kind of unwelcoming to strangers...I can help you move some boxes too if you want."

"That would be just swell, err...?"

"Dan."

Oh fuck, his name is beautfiul, why was I cursed with such an ordinary one?

"Well then Dan, thank you so much, come in." She turns and walks into the kitchen with Dan and I following. "I think I underestimated how tiring unpacking can be and my little Philly here hasn't been much help."

MY. LITTLE. PHILLY!

Somebody, please hand me a knife so I can stab myself. Death would be better than this humiliation. Ugh, even if I was dead I bet this blush would still be lighting up my cheeks. For fuck's sake, I must look so pathetic.

"Would you like a drink Dan?" My mum asks, frowning when she notices the death glare I throw at her.

"Black coffee please, if it's not too much trouble."

Well it's official. He is incrediby sexy, lovely and all-around perfect.

" I-I'll have have the same mum." I stutter idiotically just wishing the ground would swallow me already.

I turn around to shut the door when I hear a big thud. I turn around to see Dan had tried to pick up one of my boxes, dropped it and things had fallen all over the floor but Dan was just staring at one thing. I couldn't see what it was but when I moved slightly I knew what it was....my lion teddy. Ergh I must seem two!

Well fuck my life, this blows, this fuckign sucks!

Oh my GOD brain! Are you really making sexual reference at this moment in time?