Designer~ Phan

Phil

Just letting you know I haven't written in a LONG time so im not sure how good this'll be

The cheap but hot liquid going down my throat made my whole body feel warm against the cool London air.

But all was ruined when I heard running and lots of screaming I almost mistook it for the end of the world or something cheesy like that.

My nice morning coffee walk was ruined when something or someone quite literally dragged me into a building.

"HEY! What the freak do you think your doing?" I yelled out but only after I got my sentence out a hand was slapped over my mouth and I got pulled into one of those circle racks of clothing.

" shhh please!" A soft spoken voice whispered into my ear sending chills down my body. What dream is this cause I wanna wake up now!

Besides my better judgement I decided to stay quite.

Pulling my hand out I moved some of the cloths just so I could see people run by the clothing store that I was so rudely pushed into.
The people had phones out, full on professional cameras and microphones.

I was seriously starting to question who this mystery person was. Pulling my hand up I yanked their hand off of my mouth. Turning around my eyes widened but only for a second.

" why did you do that!" An angry whisper left my mouth as I pointed my finger right on top of his expensive  dark jumper.

" so you wouldn't get trampled!" He pushed my finger off his chest only to stare at me with curious chocolate brown eyes.

" what? Do I have something on my face?" I asked half in actual curiosity the other to feel the void of the conversation.

" you know who i am right?" His voice laced in curiosity and surprise. I nodded slowly my eyes wondered all over his face.

His soft brown hair curled at the tips but yet not tangled it looked so fluffy, probably some Asian hair thing he does. His pale complexion was flushed red, I presume from running from that hoard of insane humans.

"So, I've got better stuff to do than be here With some famous boy who thinks he's everything" my mood was sour ever since I saw his face, scratch that when I got pulled into this shop.

I crawled out of the rack of clothing only to be followed out by the brown haired boy, I knew he was famous he was on every magazine and all social media's, I just wasn't bothered to remember his name

" wait.. uh let me help you" he stumbled on his words a small chuckle from me.
" with what? I don't need your help with anything!" I said way to fast now he's gonna know I was lying.

His  soft brown eyes scanned the room before he walked past me purposely brushing our shoulders. I was gonna say something but I decided against it.
My gaze followed him as he picked up a large white jumper, I couldn't see much from my perspective but i saw enough and decided this isn't worth my time.

Walking past him purposely brushing past him I pushed open the glass doors of what seemed to be a fancy clothing store.

" ugh" I got disgusted at the thought of two things. 1. I'll never be able to afford ANY of this. 2. The cloths are usually really bad looking. 'But to each their own' I thought trying to stay positive and not judge anyone for wanting to wear these cloths.

The cool air hit me once more only for me to step into my own puddle of coffee. Only now did it cross my mind I dropped my cheap coffee.

I sighed but decided to keep going the way I was originally going before I was rudely interrupted.

..

Only being a few building down of the shop I heard running again. "What now" I mumbled under my breath but maintaining a smile on my face. I looked up to see the same chocolate eyed boy but this time he had a white jumper slung around his arms as he caught up to me.

" how do you walk so fast" he huffed out as he leaned down, placing his hand on his knees he took a few deep breaths before he looked up to me with the brightest smile I've ever seen. I'm not kidding his teeth were paper white.

His smile faded down to only a curl on each side of his lips. " I wanted to give you this as a sorry for doing that" he leaned back up only now am I realising he's a few inches taller than me.

He held out the same white jumper that he picked up before " I'm sorry I don't take stuff from people I don't kn-"

"Daniel. Daniel Howell"

"U-umm what?" I stumbled in confusion. "Now you know me" he had a cheeky grin on his face making his cheek dimples stand out, shaping his pale complexion.

He placed the white jumper onto of my head. " did you just.." his grin got even wider before he started to walk away he said one last thing.

"Hope i meet you again"

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After putting on some grey track suit pants I stared at the white jumper in my hand neatly folded. I was contemplating if I should wear this or not.

The cold tiles of the bathroom made me jump from one foot to the other, or was I just nervous?

Why am I nervous about a jumper it's just a jumper. 'Yeah a jumper THE dan howell bought you.

Overcoming the tiny nerves in my stomach in unfolded the jumper and put it on, looking up I saw my black hair was tangled and my face looked all red and yellow due to the poor lighting in the room.

The white jumper had a soft pastel plant design on the front. It was cute. The jumper clung yet drifted off my body in sort of comforting way.

I smiled the expensive jumper felt nice to wear even if It was from someone I don't like..

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Fully edited but if any mistakes you spot are still remaining or in future chapters please tell me!

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