and of course phil opens his eyes.
"i didn't steal your first kiss, you big shit. you kissed me and stole my first kiss."
"wow. you're right. i should've just let you drown." i retort.
"well...i don't know, i'm tired."
"okay, phil. i'll let you sleep."
before i leave the room i blow some air kisses in a sarcastic manner.
phil just sighs and turns the other way.
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unknown number | phan
Fanfictionphil lester and friends thought it would be fun to text random numbers from the phone book. he never expected to make a brand new friend. *lowkey hate my writing in this but i think the sequel is a lil better*
