A/N fourth fic! This ones is about Phil :) I hope you like it! Please leave a response, negative or positive I don't mind, all feedback is welcome! Prompts welcome as well :) enjoy! I actually have plans for this story, unlike most of my other stories ;)
I walked across the hall of my big white apartment building, my footsteps clicking against the cold lino floors. I knocked on the door opposite mine. The apartment behind the door, and the people who lived there were none other than Dan Howell and Phil Lester.
~Phil had been my best friend since high school, I was the new kid from overseas that no one liked and he was my only friend at school after everyone else coldy rejected me. I stopped all of my bad habits after I met Phil, self harm was the main one, nail biting and over eating was the small of it. But all of that aside, he was my best friend and we did everything together. Found apartments across the hall from each other, and I helped with his YouTube videos. A lot of people shipped us but, we were never anything more than friends. I had always had a mad crush on Phil, but I don't think it was ever returned, by that I mean I never really asked, so I just had to accept and move on, which I did a long time ago, but I would always kinda love Phil no matter what.~
"Hello Scarlette!" He said, his face lighting up with a smile as he ushered me inside, and out of the creepy stark white hall way.
"I told you now to call me that, Phillip!" I teased. We both much preferred our nicknames to our full names. Full names sound too proper, which we were not.
"Haha, sorry Scar." He apologized, poking his tongue out playfully. I went to the kitchen and boiled the kettle to make tea. This place was like my second home, same for my apartment and Phil. We both knew where everything was and helped ourselves to each others food.
"Hey Dan, want some tea?" I asked the lump on the couch in the living room. I guess Dan was having one of his famous "lazy Internet days" where he will just sit on tumblr the whole entire day without even moving.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah thanks. When did you get here?" He asked.
"Like, two minutes ago, pay attention Dan!" I jokingly scolded.
I made three cups of tea, passed Dan his and set the other two down on the table. Phil sat opposite me as we sipped our hot tea.
Outside it was lightly snowing and absolutely freezing. It looked beautiful how the snow light settled on the window sill and landed softly in people hair down below on the street path.
"So! What are our plans for today?" Phil asked me after finishing his cup of tea rather quickly. He played with his fringe idly.
"Um, I don't know, do you want to go do something fun? We could go to the Ferris wheel or go ice skating?" I suggested. He nodded in approval
"Can we go ice skating please please please!?" He pleaded like a small child asking his mummy for a lolly at the shops.
"Sounds perfect! We've already been on the Ferris wheel at least six times." I said, standing up from the table and taking our cups to the sink, placing them inside with a clank.
"Meet you outside in 5" Phil said, as I walked back to my apartment to get ready.
I opened my front door and walked straight to my bedroom. I pulled on my long black trench coat over my blue shirt and black pants, laced up my boots and wrapped my Tom Baker scarf around my neck. I grabbed my hairbrush off the bench and brushed out my long blue hair. In public I often got a lot of weird looks for it, but I liked my hair, even if it meant little kids pointing at me on a daily basis. Checking my reflection in the screen of my oven, I pocketed some cash off the bench and went outside to meet Phil.
I locked the door to my apartment just as Phil opened the door to his.
"Ready?" He asked, clicking the lock shut and turning around to face me.
"Ooh, nice scarf, Doctor." Phil teased. He was the one who bought me this scarf, so he always made a smart ass comment whenever I wore it.
"Nice hair emo boy, but next time, return my straightener when you're done with it." I jeered back. We were always teasing each other, usually about the same things. I could tell today Phil was in an especially good mood.
We walked down the eerie hall way, our shadows dancing on the walls thanks to the faulty lights in the corridor.
Once we got outside, I realized it was a lot colder out here than it looked from inside, and I shivered.
We arrived at the ice skating rink a few minutes later, hired the used and raggedy ice skates they had there and laced them up. Within two seconds of having stood up, both Phil and I were struggling to move around to get to the ice.
When we finally reached the skating area, much to our surprise, Phil turned out to be a natural ice skater. Me? Not so much. I was extremely clumsy by nature, so putting my on a slippery surface with weird blade boots was like putting a psychopath in a room full of knives and expecting them to just ignore it.
I fell straight flat on my butt the minute I stepped on the ice. Phil extended a familiar hand to me, I took it and he pulled me up off the floor.
"Here, hold onto my hand so you can at least have a chance to stay up for more than two minutes." Phil laughed. I took his hand in mine and used it to balance as he pulled me around the rink.
Two hours later, I had learned how to skate properly, but Phil and I were knackered and ready to go home.
"Home!" Phil called into the apartment. Dan hadn't hadn't moved since we left earlier this morning. His hair was unkept and going everywhere. His face had a hand print on it from where it cradled his head all morning.
"Ok, thanks for today Phil, I had so much fun! We should take Dan as well next time." I hugged Phil and threw a pillow at Dan, he didnt even move from his computer. Just laughed with a straight face. I pushed open the door and was going to unlock my apartment when I heard Dan and Phil talking inside.
"You have to tell her sometime, mate!" I heard Dan say
"I know, I know..." Phil replied.
I didn't think anything of it, and just returned to my apartment as the light in the hallway flickered on and off, just like usual.
A/N ok there, how was it? Not sure why I always leave a note at the start and end, I just do, for the LELS ;)
