DAN'S POV
To say I'm pissed is an understatement.
He was supposed to be the good guy, he was the boy that was nice. The boy I could take to home to mum and show off to the world. I know we only just started talking but he's always so..sweet. So what happened? Why did our date fall to shit? Surely it wasnt me: I was paying attention to him, sending him all the right signs, I was even leaning in for a k i s s. And he just walked away.
Who does that?! Phil Lester that's who, and I'll make him sorry he ever did.
So. That's why I've decided to make these next few days for him, a living hell. Not literally..because I'm not a mean person. But I can't help if my skirts get shorter and my cute panties show- while I just so happen to be in front of him. I also cant help if any other cute football players want to touch me, wait what's that one guys name? The kicker? Chris. I can't help if Chris comes over and touches me, can I? Oops.
PHIL'S POV (whoa look at me switching things up lmao)
When I got home after our date the house was a disaster. My mum was in the bathroom slumped over the tub, with the smell of vomit everywhere.
I hate when it gets this bad.
So I helped her get cleaned up, then put her in bed and stayed up for 5 hours cleaning the house up. The whole time I was cleaning I couldnt get my mind off of Dan, I shouldve at least said goodnight to him. To say I hated myself because of how things went was a huge understatement.
But how would I explain this to him?
'Hey Dan, so you know how we've been on a date for a few hours now? And it was going really good? Yeah well my mum needs me home: no it's not you she just has really bad anxiety and cant go a a few hours without seeing me to make sure I'm okay. But hey I'll text you later okay?'
Yeah. Cause that's a huge turn on, right? Honestly I feel like I dont even deserve to text him because he's such an amazing guy, and I'm just...the guy who leaves his date standing at his front door. What kind of dick does that?!
No matter how hard I try, I cant get him off my mind though. The way he laughed, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, his cute dimple. It's all stuck in the back of my mind. God I wish I could just see him and apologize or something. I wish I could redo that night.
I wish I held his hand when we got out of the car to go to the show. I wish I told him that he was beautiful, so many more times than I did. I wish I called him Princess more, so I could see his blush. I wish I didn't say anything weird at dinner. I wish I hugged him when we were standing at his door. I wish I held his face and kissed him. I wish I went home that night and was able to stay awake because I couldnt stop thinking about the way his mouth molded into mine, instead of cleaning my mother's anxiety- induced vomit.
Needless to say I just want to make things right, but I'm sure he doesn't want to see me or hear from me.
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Prom Queen | phan au |
Fanfic♡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...
