So, on Tumblr a while back, I said that I was going to start a story that is made up of a series of one shots. I decided it would be Dan and Phil Travelling around America. Because I very recently reached 200 followers, I decided to upload it onto there as a thank you, and I am now putting it here :D
This series won't be updated regularly, just when I get around to writing one. They will be going in order of where they visit, however, they don't have to be read in order.
I'm really looking forward to writing this series, and I hope you all enjoy it :D
Dan POV
Today was finally the day. The day Phil and I had been planning for at least a year. We were finally going on a trip around the 50 states. We had decided over a year ago that we wanted to go on an adventure, and after lots of idea of what we could do, we decided on going to America. We wanted to go on a road trip around all 50 states, and see different sites there.
We had planned it all. We're going to hire a car for the time that we're there. We also decided that we're going to stay in each state for abut 3 days, before travelling to the next one. We just want to see the major landmarks or places of interest there. We knew it was going to cost a lot of money, so we have been saving up ever since we decided, money from jobs we had, money from birthdays and Christmas, any money we found, just anything we could save to do this.
Getting up at 6am was not my idea of fun, but if we wanted to go, then it had to be done. I had set an alarm for 6am the night before, however, that was not how I was woken up. I was woken up to bouncing on the bed. I groaned a rolled over, slowly opening one eye.
"Phil." I whined.
"Come on, get up. We're going to America today." He shouted. He was far too energetic for my liking.
"I know we are." I said, burying my face in my pillow. "What's the time?" I asked, but my voice was muffled by the pillow, but he still managed to hear me.
"Half five." He said, finally stopping bouncing, and sitting at the end of the bed.
"Leave me alone for half an hour." I groaned.
"No. come one. Aren't you excited?" He asked, hitting my leg.
"Yeah, but I'm also tired." I said.
"Come on." He said, shaking my shoulder.
"Go away." I said, hitting his hand away.
"No. Get up." He said, jumping on me.
"Okay! I'm up." I shouted, sitting up in bed.
"Yay! Now come and get some breakfast." He smiled, getting up and walking out the room. I sighed with relief, and flopped back down onto my pillow.
"And if you're not out here in 5 minutes, I will start hitting pots and pans." He said, popping his head back round the door, before walking off again. I groaned.
I got out of bed and dragged myself to the kitchen. I could smell, bacon, and when I walked through the door, Phil was cooking a full English breakfast.
"Because I got you up early, and it's our last day in England for a while, I decided we should have this." He said smiling, turning to me as I sat at the breakfast bar.
"Good." I chuckled, resting my head on the surface.
When he had finally finished making it, and I had made two cups of tea, we were sitting there, eating our last breakfast in England for a while.
"So, do you know where the plane tickets are?" Phil asked.
"Yes."
"And the paperwork for the car place?"
"Yes."
"And you booked the hotel room, right?"
"I thought you were booking that." I said, looking up at him
"No, you were. Tell me you booked it Dan." He almost begged.
"Of course I did you spoon, now stop worrying." I laughed.
"Don't do that. I was worried for a second there." He scolded. I just laughed in response. "Have you finished packing?" He asked.
"Not quite. Just a few t-shirts and jeans, and my hair dryer and stuff like that." He nodded. "What about you?"
"More or less. Just the last few little bits." He said.
After finishing our breakfasts, having showers, and getting dressed, we were finishing the last of our packing. I put my hair dryer into my suitcase, along with a couple of brushes I owned. I picked my laptop up, and put it in my laptop bag, so I could use it on the plane if I wanted. I walked into Phil's room to see him just shutting one of his suitcases. We had limited ourselves to two suitcases each, and while that mean seem a lot, we had one big suitcase, and the one small one. One was mainly full of clothes, while the other was full of other things we would need, like hair dryers, hair straighteners, and extra room for any souvenirs we pick up.
"You all set?" I asked him, sitting down on his bed.
"Yeah, just need to grab my laptop and I will be ready." He told me. I looked at the time, it was 6:50. We had to be at the airport for 8 o'clock. Phil walked out the room, and returned a minute later with his laptop in his hand. Once he had packed it all away, he checked to make sure he had everything.
"Plane tickets?" He asked.
"On the breakfast bar." I told him.
"Car paperwork?"
"With the plane tickets."
"I think we're all set then." He smiled.
"And everyone is meeting us at the airport, right?" I checked.
"Yeah." He told me. Our families wanted to see us off, so they were meeting us at the airport to say goodbye. Phil's family had even come down from Manchester to say goodbye.
"Right then. The taxi will be here in about 5 minutes." I told him. He nodded.
"I'm gonna miss this place." He said, sadly.
"It will still be here when we come back." I told him.
"I know, but its going to be weird not being here everyday." He said, and I could hear in his voice that he was getting tearful.
"Hey." I said, getting up and hugging him. "We'll be back before you know it. It's only 6 months." I told him. He hugged me back.
"I know." He said.
"Come on. Stop crying. The taxi will be here in a minute." I smiled, wiping his tears away. He smiled at me, and at that moment, there was beep of a horn.
"Taxi's here." He said.
"Come on then." I smiled. He grabbed his suitcases, dragging them down the hall. I went to my room and grabbed mine. I dragged them to the front door. "One minute." I said. I went to every room and checked that all the windows were shut and locked, and that nothing electrical was going to catch fire. After checking everything, I went back to the door.
"You ready?" He asked. I nodded. Just as we were about to walk out, I stopped.
"Wait." I said.
"What now?" He questioned.
"The tickets." I said, running back in to the kitchen and grabbing them, as well as the paper work. I ran back to the door.
"Are you ready now?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?" He questioned.
"Yes." I said, rolling my eyes.
"Let's go then." He said. We walked out, and I shut and locked the door.
"You do have your phone, don't you?" I asked him as we walked to the lift.
"Yeah." He said, checking his pocket." Do you?"
"Yeah." I said, once I felt it in my pocket.
We got downstairs and put our stuff in the boot of the car. We had already told the driver where we were going, so the only conversation we really had was a quick 'hey, how's it going?', 'fine, you?', 'yeah, good', and that was the end of it.
About 20 minutes into the journey, I got a text from my mum asking if I was on my way. I texted her back saying yes, and that we would see her in about 20 minutes.
When we finally made it to the airport, and paid the driver, we walked in, and we were immediately greeted by mine and Phil's parents. After all the 'hello's' and hugs, we were checking in and waiting for our flight to be called.
When our flight was finally called, that was when the tears came. It was my mum that started it, and soon, Phil's mum had joined in.
"I'm going to miss you." My mum said as she hugged me.
"Don't cry mum, you'll start me off." I laughed, hugging her back.
"Sorry." She said as she pulled away.
"See you when you get back." My dad said as he hugged me.
"Yeah, see you then." I smiled, hugging back.
"Come here you." Phil's mum said to me, pulling me into a hug. I could feel the tears in my eyes now. When I pulled away, a tear made its way down my face, but I quickly wiped it away, hoping nobody noticed. I was pulled into a hug by Phil's dad.
"Take care of him, and don't let him get lost." He joked.
"I wont, don't worry." I smiled.
After we had all finished hugging, we made our way to the gate.
"Have fun you two." Phil's mum said.
"And don't get kicked out of the country." My mum joked.
"We won't." Phil said. As we walked up to the gate, we turned around and waved for the last time.
"Bye!" We both shouted. There was a chorus of 'byes' from them all.
"Let's go to Maine then." I said, smiling.
"Yeah, let's go." Phil said, taking my hand as we walked.
Today is the 9th of February, and this is the day that Phil and I start our journey.
I hope you enjoyed it :D I don't know when the next update for this will be, but hopefully it wont be too long :D
Also, if anyone has anywhere they could recommend as a place for them to visit, or a request for a place you would like to see them visit, for a state, just message me and let me know, or leave it in a review as I read and reply to every one of them, and I will mention you and give you a massive thank you at the end of that chapter :D
Reviews are love guys :D
Multifandomer :) xxx