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Photo: LOOK I MADE THAT WITH POLYVORE #WHAT
January 2018 edit: wtf typa phone via that picture ASKSKSUSKSIA EW
It's finally the weekend, you think to yourself. As you laid on your bed, you close your eyes and sigh, remembering you're home alone.
It's only 11:45 AM and you've decided to take your nap. Until the doorbell rang, disrupting your rest.
"Fuuuuu—" you groan, opening the door. Cutting yourself off, you leave your mouth opened wide as you find Phil Lester in a colorful, tie-dye shirt with tan shorts.
He grows a smile, wide from cheek to cheek, "lets go to the mall."
Confused, you laugh at his sudden outburst to go out, "uh— what?"
"Get a sweater and throw on some jeans, we're buying you a dress!" Chuckling, you run into your room, leaving the front door open for Phil.
Going to the mall, you repeat in your head. Why does he want to take me to the mall? And for a dress?
After throwing on a black undershirt and a zip-up jacket, you put on some jeans and shoes and jog to the front door where Phil was standing.
"You could have came in." He shrugs and allows you to pass by him. "Could you get the door," you ask, him nodding and closing it.
"So, how are we getting there," you question, following Phil to his house.
"My mums' car. She said I can take it."
"You have no license," you laugh.
"If I don't get caught then what's the problem?"
Chuckling, you do a dramatic pray. "Lord, Jesus, take the wheel."
"Get in, loser, we're going shopping," Phil commands, starting up the car.
As he drives through the neighborhood and out, he gets to the stop lights and sighs. "So... why a dress," you ask.
He then smiles widely and continues driving on green. "Answer me," you laugh, punching his shoulder.
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"Well, these dresses are really nice," you smile, wide eyed at the options.
"You like ruffles," Phil asks.
"Ruffles remind me of snacks," you nod.
"Too bad, you get a slim one," he takes a purple, silk, dress and throws it over his arm.
"You know, this was suppose to be my relaxing day. Not be harassed and forced by my best friend to buy a dress for an unknown reason."
"Not unknown for long— let's look over here," he smiles, quickly walking to a spot of many sparkly dresses.
"Philip, I have no idea why I'm taken here, but I kind of don't like it."
"Oh, shut up, sour-puss and just go with it."
Sighing, you allow things to happen, Phil throwing tons of outfits on his arm and handing them to you. "Go change."
"But I—"
"Go," he chuckles, pushing you into the hallway of the Women's Changing area.
As you sit in the dressing room, you go through the dresses Phil chose.
The purple slim one, a green silk one with a slit on the side, a light pink one that ties around your neck, etc. etc.
After finally going through the dresses, showing them to Phil as he rushes you, you try on the last one. It was slim and pitch black. It had a shimmery effect to it and it had thick straps going over the shoulders.
Walking out and showing Phil, he smiles wide. "That's beautiful, Y/N."
"Really," you ask with a worried tone. "It's kind of itchy."
"You love it and you know it. Go change, I'm paying."
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Getting to Phil's home with the bag from the shop, he turns in his mums car and you both walk over to your home. "Okay, that was fun," you admit.
"See? It was wasn't it," Phil smiled. "You locked your door, right?"
With widened eyes, you face your friend. "You said you'd get the door...?"
You quickly run to your home, seeing the front door swing a bit from the breeze, it was open. And has been open for a while.
"Phil," you shout, opening your door all the way, staring at the door nob. "Someone could have—"
Stopping yourself from talking any further, what was standing in front of you was a surprise. Dan, in a fitted black tux, his hands in a fist on his sides. He sighs lightly.
"M' Lady," he smiles, opening his arm as if we was inviting you in.
Speechless, you turn to Phil as he smiles widely, closing the front door. "Did you do this," you laugh.
He shrugs, "I helped."
Turning back to Dan, you wait for him to speak more. "Come, my princess. Let's change."
Walking up to him, he grabbed your elbows, pulling you in for a peck on the lips.
"What's all this?"
"I'm showing my appreciation. Just go with it," he winks.
Smirking, you turn to your room with your bag and change quickly.
I have a night with Daniel... he looks super hot, you sing to yourself.
Looking in the mirror with the outfit, you sigh. A knock then comes to your bedroom door. "Come in," you replied as Phil opens it.
"You ready?"
"I have no idea," you laugh. "You did all this?"
"Dan asked for help and I agreed," he nods, kissing atop of your head. "I'm gonna go. You two have fun."
Phil goes to walk out, but he stops, turning back around. "By the way, your parents get off of work at 7:45 PM tonight. You have a curfew," he winks, turning back to leave the room.As you walk out, you see Dan standing patiently for you. "Okay, prince," you get his attention.
Though once he saw you, his mouth dropped and his eyes opened. "You look gorgeous."
Waving your hand as if it was no deal, Dan walks up to you and slowly kisses the side of your chin. "I want you to know that I adore you. Not like how I acted with other people, I really adore you. Yes, we are only sixteen and we're still barely kids, but I truly want you to be the spoiled princess tonight. Mine."
Standing up on your toes, you kiss his cheek and fall back down. "Make it slow, Danny. Remember, we are still kids."
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Jerk, Sophomore, Howell. (Dan Howell X Reader)
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