HIM (an AmazingPhil fan fiction, Phil Lester)

Four years later

I always leave Christmas shopping till last minute then regret it because everything is sold out. I wait for the train down to London in the freezing cold, ever so glorious British weather. Finally it turns up and I rush to get on so I'm not stood by the door. I plug in my headphones and put my phone on shuffle, a mixture of you me at six, panic! At the disco, muse, all time low and many more play to prevent me from having to interact with other people. The journey feels so much shorted when you're antisocial and refuse to acknowledge anyone else's existence, it's not that I hate people I just don't particularly enjoy having to talk to them. It's awkward, especially on the train because you have to pretty much shout to be able to hear anything over other people talking and the noise of the train.

Finally I arrive in London and everyone rushes off the train, I manage to get elbowed in the face and I can already feel a bruse forming on my cheek. After I climb out of the train and up the stairs, I'm greeted with snow and a wind that could cut through the many layers I had on already. Instantly my body feels like ice, I pull on my hat and begin walking into town. I needed to literally buy for everyone, all I had so far was the wrapping paper, only problem was there was nothing to wrap.

After about an hour of walking around shops i decide to go get a coffee, but first I decided to treat myself to girl online by Zoe Sugg. I grabbed my bags and walked the short walk to WHSmith. The weather was still typically British, cold and dark, the only thing not usual about the weather was the 4/5 inches of snow on the floor. I watched as children followed their parents, smiles on their rosey cheeks and snow in their hands. I was literally just around the corner from WHSmith when I was hit in the back of the head with a snowball. I turned round to see the face of a young child looking so embarresed, all he was saying was sorry with his head down. I put down my bags and knelt down to the child's level and whispered... "It's on"

I then picked up a hand full of snow and ran to hide behind a wall, all I could hear was about 5-6 children laughing and throwing snowballs at where I was hiding. I ran out into the open and threw my snowball, it hit one of the young boys who instantly hit me back with another. I picked up more snow and ended up doing this for about 15 minutes. I may hate the interaction of adults but I love children, they're so innocent, sweet, funny and they aren't judgemental, they will love you for you. I couldn't take anymore so I said goodbye to the children and I got a hug from all of them and they thanked me for playing with them. I picked up my bags and walked round the corner into the shop to buy my book.

I walked through the door and was greated with a blast of hot air and some quietly played music. I walked straight to new releases and picked up the hardback book, I decided to go take a look around before I leave to see if there are any more books I want or could give as a present. I picked up a John Green book when a man next to me spoke.

"Somethings never change, you're just the same Grace" I head someone chuckle.

When I heard them speak my heart sank, my head was spinning and i felt sick to my stomach. I turned around and confirmed my fear. Next to me stood Phil Lester.

AN

It's a bit obvious he would come back but what do you think of how I did it? Opinions?