DAN'S POV
My God. These heels are k i l l i n g me, I need to get them off or my feet are going to commit suicide.
I quickly ask my teacher to use the bathroom and when he gives me a pass I walk gingerly to the hall. Once I get there I take off the pair of deathtraps and walk to the bathroom, to figure out what to do with my dying feet.
I open the bathroom door and walk straight into a stall to text Louise.
🦙danyell: lou. SOS.
🌺Louise: whts up?
🦙danyell: my feet are dying. do you have an extra pair? Or like bandaids or somEthIng??
🌺Louise: no, srry bb
🦙danyell: uGh okay 😩
I sigh loudly then walk out of the stall and out of the bathroom, to see a varsity jacket -with the number 45 printed on the back- in front of me.
I smile to myself, "Phil? Can you come here for a second?"
He turns around and grins at me, "hey mate, what's up?"
"I know its probably going to sound weird but, could you help me get to the nurses office? These heels gave me blisters," I said sticking my bottom lip out a little.
He smiled larger and turned pink, "yeah! What do you need me to do?"
"Uhm, could I just lean on you? This one on my left ankle is killing me."
He walked closer, "well then let me sweep you off your feet, Princess." He quickly bent down a little and picked me up bridal style, then started walking towards the nurse's office.
"Princess?" I say wrapping my arm around his neck, so I could play with his hair...and so he cant see how badly I'm shaking because of how nervous I am. But let's stick with the hair thing.
He blushes hard, but smiles even larger. If that's possible."Yeah, I mean. I can call you whatever you want, but I think Princess suits you"
" 'm not a Queen?" I pout.
He looks down at me and for a split second he looks at my lips, "I'll call you whatever you want babe"
This smooth fucker. I bet this boy already knows he has my heart in his large, strong hands.
"Babe? Take me out to dinner first, Lester. Damn," I smirk as he stops in front of the nurses office.
"Can I? You know I'd treat you like a princess...or a queen. I'll treat you like the royalty you are," he says quietly as he sets me onto my feet, gently.
I fix my skirt and look up at his blushing face. How can someone so flirty, blush so much?
"I'll think about it. Maybe you should give me your number, just in case I have questions about this date."
The smile that grows on his face makes my heart leap as he pulls a pen from his pocket, motioning for my hand. I reach out to him and he writes quickly across my forearm, "dont let anyone else get this, please. I've gotten enough prank calls from the team."
I bite my lip to hold back a giggle, "okay. I'll keep it top secret"
"Okay, well. I have science right now so I better get going. Let me know if you need a lift any other time," he says with a wink.
When he turns around I finally let go of any breath I had stuck in my chest and glance down at my arm.
Dont forget about me, Princess. XXX-XXX-XXXX. xx#45
As if I could forget about him.
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Wow that wasnt good at all lmao but whatever.
At least Dan made it to the nurse safetly, with the help of Prince (king? Maybe??) Phillip.
Let me know how you guys feel about this!!
Have a good day/ night sweets
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Prom Queen | phan au |
Fanfiction♡COMPLETED♡ Daniel Howell has wanted nothing more than to be prom queen, his whole life. When he bumps into Phil Lester while printing off his posters, he realizes that now there are two things he wants in life. The crown to be Prom Queen, and Phil...
