Stockholm Syndrome-PHAN AU

"Daniel James Howell and Phillip Michael Lester have escaped England's grasp yet again. Will these criminal masterminds ever be stopped? Are we all safe?" Then the TV flicked off.

"Hey!" I cried, turning around to see none other than my partner in crime, Phil Lester, standing behind the couch with a frown on his face, and his colourfully tattooed arms crossed, remote in hand.

"It's all bullshit. We don't need to be put down by the news." Phil groaned, throwing the remote down on the seat next to mine.

"I'm not put down by it, it boosts my confidence," I smirked, reaching for the remote. "I feel badass." I said, attempting to grab the remote, but Phil pulled it out of reach.

"You are badass." Phil rolled his eyes, emphasising the are.

"That compliment won't sway my frustration, Lester, give me the damn remote." I said, getting frustrated.

"You can have the remote when the police catch me." Phil grinned mischievously. I blinked a few times, confused on what he said.

"Oh? Is that so?" I played along, "And when will that be?"

"Never." Phil said, his voice deep, before skipping away, remote in hand.

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Contains graphic content. Murders, gore and sexual scenes will take place. Read at your own risk please be responsible.