A/N This is probably really shit but its 1am and i'll edit it tomorrow, I just get really passionate about writing things at ridiculous hours where i'm half asleep- its a problem
We ended up settling on him coming at 8.00, it was currently 7 and I was nowhere near ready. I’d ended up browsing Tumblr and watching Netflix to try and subdue my nerves for tonight, which obviously didn’t work. I put on my getting ready playlist before getting a shower. The hot water poured over my back, almost making me forget about the winter chill outside. I still couldn’t believe I was going to a party with Phil Lester, and he was picking me up. I smiled uncontrollably and the thought this time tomorrow i’d be able to say we’d hung out. I scrubbed my body with strawberry scented body wash, so manly, I laughed. I quickly washed my hair and jumped out of the shower to dry and straighten my brown locks. My natural hair was a mess of curls. My mum thought it was endearing but it made me look full on Frodo Baggins, and James nicknamed it my hobbit hair. I pulled on a pair of white Calvin Klein boxers and black skinny jeans. What a suprise. I threw on my white t-shirt with Leonardo DiCaprio crying before spraying my hair with dry shampoo. Looking in the mirror I was actually quite pleased with my appearance. I walked into my wardrobe and selected a overcoat that made me look like a ring wraith from the Lord of the Rings. My phone buzzed.
‘Be over in 5 xx P’
Oh sweet Jesus.
I threw on my shoes and tip toed down the stairs to the kitchen. Glazing my eyes around the rooms downstairs to make sure my parents and little sister were nowhere near the kitchen I headed towards the alcohol pantry. Was Phil more of a Vodka guy or a Pimms? I grabbed the Jägermeister deciding all he probably cared about was getting pissed.
‘Im outside xx P’
Hiding the full bottle of Jägermeister behind my back i leant my head into the lounge.
‘Mum, dad, i’m just going to a friends for a bit. I’ll be back late so dont wait up too late ok?’ I said
'Yeah that’s OK sweetie, lock the door when you get back in’ Mum told me, flicking her eyes from the TV to give me a warm smile.
Giving her a smile back I quickly rushed out the door to see Phils car in my drive. I got in the passenger seat, looking over at Phil. Shit. He looked good. His hair was in a slight quiff, and he was wearing a plain black shirt to match his jeans.
‘Hey’ I breathed.
‘Hey. Look what I got us’ He said, showing me a full bottle of Jägermeister.
I laughed showing him the bottle i’d just stolen from my parents.
‘Seems we think alike’ Phil smirked. ‘You ready? I brought my copy of Origins of Symmetry to play in the car, seeing you like the album so much. Any specific song choice?’
My heart swelled. He remembered my music.
‘Citizen Erased?’ I said sheepishly.
‘God, you’re cute’ Phil laughed as we pulled out of my drive, the intro to Citizen Erased blasting.
I didn’t think I could get more red if I tried. We drove for ten minutes, looking at each other every now and then, Phil tried to sing as high pitched as Matt Bellamy which only made me roar with laughter. I couldn’t believe how well we were getting along with each other. We arrived and Phil pulled over to the side of the road and the music from Phils stereo died down to reveal the slow thudding that pulsated from the house on the other side of the road.
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Flashbulb Eyes (phanfic)
Fanfiction"I’d never talked to Phil Lester before, but fuck, he was hot. He usually sat in the corner of the class by himself, nobody wanted to sit next to him and be rejected. Phils hair was raven black, which the whole school suspects is dyed. He’s one of t...