"All I need for you to do is drive me to the mall, I just need a new laptop case pLLEEEAAASSEEE Phil." Adri begs over the phone while I'm folding clothes in my mothers house. I still feel weird about saying 'my house'. Sometimes I think that my mother will just walk around the corner and it will all just start up again. Every memory will the alive again and I dont want to accept it.
"You have a car sitting in your driveway, cant you go yourself?" I ask her while hanging up a few black shirts, knowing damn well I'm going to end up taking her to the mall.
"But phILL!! You know my car is a piece of crap! Please!!" She groans and I can practically see her plopping face down on her bed.
I finish folding and I take her off of speaker, "I'll be there in 10. Be ready," I slip on my shoes and she squeals.
"Thank you! Bye!" She says before hanging up.
"Yep, bye. Love you too I guess," I chuckle before putting my phone in my pocket and grabbing my jacket off my bed and pulling it on.
It's amazing how a single piece of clothing can make you feel different. Like when I wear this jacket I dont feel like she can hurt me anymore. I know she obviously can't, but I just feel like of she were here- I wouldnt go through it. I know that's a pathetic way to think but...it's working I guess.
I grab my keys before walking out and I go out to my car and drive to Adri's house- smiling at the thought of her brother. It's amazing what that boy can do to me. I go up to the door and knock, spinning around on my heels until someone comes and answers the door.
"Having fun?"
I turn around and Dan is leaned up against the doorframe in a pink hoodie and grey sweatpants, with a smirk to complete the look. I roll my eyes and walk towards him.
"Yeah it was pretty fun you should try it sometime," he backs up and jerks his head towards the house.
"Come in?"
"Thanks," I say walking in and I smile when my boots knock against the floor. I immediately put my hands in my pockets and turn to face him, trying to rid the fact I can see his dick print through his pants- from my mind.
"So what are you doing today?" He says walking over to something on his table, sitting behind it.
"I'm taking Adri to the mall, she called me at the asscrack of dawn to ask. I have a problem with saying no to Howells though," I chuckle and sit in a chair across from him.
He blushes but looks at me with a confused glance, "maybe it's just Adri."
"Its you too Princess," I say tapping my fingers on the table. I dont know where this sudden confidence boost is coming from but I really appreciate it.
His cheeks turn darker and he starts rearranging little containers full of different colors, "what's that stuff?"
"They're acrylic powders, I have a client today at 10:30." He mutters looking through paintbrushes and he pulls them out lining them beside his right arm.
"Acrylic powder?"
He chuckles, "I do nails...see?" He says wiggling his fingers for me to see. I glance over and see baby blue nails with little pearls on them.
"Cool," I say and am suddenly self conscious of my own dirty-bitten nails.
He looks over and smiles at me, "I can clean them if you want.."
"Oh uhm, what time is it? How long until your client?" I ask looking around for a clock.
He checks his phone, "about 30 minutes. Its enough time if you want."
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Alcoholics Anonymous | phan |
FanfictionPhil Lester has been a mess since he left his home town, his star quarterback days are long gone- leading him to find some sort of peace at the bottom of a bottle. But when his mother dies, he finds himself back where he grew up- wanting to be his o...
