D&P One-Shots

Philllll imagine #1

You run out of your flat crying. You and your flat mate got in a huge fight. You even actually punched her in the gut. But she hit you way harder. When she started throwing things at you, you know you had to leave.

Before you left, you grabbed your shoes, phone, and a light jacket. You underestimated the normal London cold. It was also getting dark. This was bad. You hate the cold and the dark.

You decide to call one of your friends. You try turning your phone on. But its dead. Great you think sarcastically. Then your mind starts being a bitch and thinks of all the worse case scenarios. (Your brain likes to be a bitch.)

Instead of standing outside and doing nothing to protect your perfect body from pervs, you decide to walk. In no certain direction, just somewhere. No where is farniliar to you. You'd only been living in London for 3 months. This is now wayyyy worse than you thought.

Only wearing short shorts and a thin long sleeve shirt, you were screwd. It was now fully night time and drunk men everywhere were hollering at you. You tied your jacket around your bare legs to 1. Help get them warm and 2. Stop guys from looking at your butt.

That kinda helped, the first reason.

Both drunk and sober guys were stll hollering, but some got a little touchy-feely. This guy with a scruffy brown beard started grabbing your ass. 'Aww hell naw'  you think to yourself. Your smack his hand and walk quicker.

He doesn't stop. He grabs your butt with both hands this time. You turn quickly and kick him in the stomach. He doesn't seem affected by it. You start running as fast as your legs could carry you. Unfortunately, the odds are not in your favor. You trip and twist your ankle, in a dark alley. The man then catches up with you.

He pins you down and whispers close to your face,,"I got ya' now, love."

His breath smelled strongly of whiskey and depression. He started touching your boobs. He was about to lift your shirt when you used your uninjured to kick him in the crotch. He falls back in pain. And its your chance to escape. You ran as fast as your ankle could let you.

He was quickly gaining on you. You try to go quicker, but the pain in your ankle won't let you. You look back every so often and he's getting alarmingly close. You turn around one more time and-BAM! You run into someone.

You look up and see vivid blue eyes staring at you. You scan the stranger's whole face. He had black straight hair with fringe. You love boys with fringe. But most of all, you strangely felt safe with him. You knew he wasn't going to......never mind.

You then remember what's going on. You look behind you. You see the man disappear into an alley. You sigh with relief. But then you remember one other thing, your twisted ankle. The pain comes in short painful bursts. It hurts like crap. You then can't take the pain and burst into tears. The man looks down at you (he had gotten up).

"Are you alright?" He asked his voice soft.

"Not really." You say in between sniffles.

"What happened?"

"I-I sprained my ankle." You stutter.

"Do you want me to take you home?" He asks getting down to my level.

"Actually, I don't have a home at the moment." You say shyly. Embarrassed that you don't have a place to stay.

"I could take you to my flat, if that's all right? Its not very far from here." He suggest.

"Sure, that'd be alright." You say.

He helps you up to your feet. He then picks you up bridal style and takes you all the way to his flat. But he puts you down to go up the stairs. He still helps you. Once you both get to the door, he opens the door, picks you up bridal style and carries you in.

"DAN!!" he calls. You see boy with brown fringe walk over.

"Yeah Phil?" The man named Dan replied

"Can you get the first aid kit?" The man who is carrying you named Phil asked.

"Sure" Dan said.

Phil puts you down on the couch near by. Dan walks in and gives the First aid kit to Phil. He walks out with out a word (he went back to going on tumblr :P). As Phil's putting the wrap on your foot, he asks what happened. You tell him everything.

You end up crying by the end of the story. Phil had finished wrapping up your foot. He sat next to you and gave you a hug. You let yourself get enveloped in the hug. You sob into Phil's chest as he strokes your hair.

After a while, everything is quiet. It's just you and Phil cuddling on the couch. You sigh.

"You alright?" Phil asked.

"Yeah, just....tired." You sigh again

"If you want, you can stay here?" Phil suggests.

"Really?" You look up at him.

"Of course." He says looking down at you. He then places a soft kiss on your cheek. He pulls back. You cup your hands on his cheeks and pull him closer. You kiss him straight on the lips. You smile. Its gonna be a long night.