Dan and Phil Fluff

Panic Attacks (Part III)

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Dan's P.O.V.

"Make me," Phil whispers. I shove him playfully (dunno why i cringed so much writing the word "playfully" but okay)and he laughs.

"Oh, you've asked for it..." I grumble. I tear off my shirt and jeans. Phil jumps back, and he turns, running away from me.

I chase him around the pond as he just giggles. Suddenly he turns around, grabs me by the waist, and hauls me into the pond. I let out a shriek.

The water is closing over my head. Things are going dark, I can't breathe. I break the surface of the water for a second, gasping. "Phil— can't.. swim—" I manage, before sinking under the surface of the water again.

As I feel myself sinking, I see Phil out of the corner of my eye dive in. He wraps one arm around my waist and starts swimming up.

We break through the surface of the water and I start coughing up water. Phil guides me over to the shallower part of the lake.

I become aware that his arm is still around my waist. He runs his other hand through my hair in an attempt to soothe me.

I push him away weakly, still coughing like mad. He stands still, looking down at the water and messing with his fingers.

He lets out a heavy breath and pushes his hair out of his face. He's blushing. He's embarrassed. Good. He should be.

I finish coughing up water and glare at him. I wade to the edge of the pond. Phil swims over and sits next to me. "I, uh... I'm sorry, Dan..." he mumbles.

I don't reply- I just stare at him with as much malice as I can muster. An evil idea pops into my head. (not what you're thinking ya nasties)

I grab his face and tilt it towards mine. He leans in, blushing. "Oh, Phil, you didn't think I'd forgive you that easily?" I say softly.

Quickly, I put one hand on his back and shove him into the water as hard as I can.

He squeals as he hits the water. He surfaces a short while after, his hair sticking up every which way. He swims toward me so that I'm looking down at him.

I lean down and place a soft kiss on his forehead. Phil smirks. "Couldn't stay away, huh?" he says evilly. I roll my eyes and push his head under the water again.

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An hour later, I'm in the shallow end of the pond with Phil, splashing him with water and laughing. As he dodges my splash, I ask him what he wanted to tell me.

He blushes a dark red color. He looks down at the water again. The sun has set low in the sky, making his blue eyes glow.

"Oh- well.. I have seen you for-for a while... and- uh, I think you're really- um, pretty- and I was, uh, wondering if you'd want to go out with me sometime?"

He said the last part really fast, so it sounded like "ifyoudwantuhgooutwithmesometime". I laugh at him. His face falls. "Of course I'll go out with you, silly boy," I reply.

He grins widely and launches himself into my arms. I instinctively hug him back tightly. I slide my hands down his arms to intertwine my fingers with his.

I bury my face into his shoulder, our chests pressed close together. I push him backward, hard, so that he falls into the water, and scramble out of the pond, laughing hysterically.

Phil surfaces, an angry glare on his face. He rolls his eyes and swims to the edge of the pond, pulling himself out.

I climb out after him. After a while, when we've dried off, we decide it's time to go back. It's getting dark and I'm getting scared.

I put on all of my clothes. Phil appears behind me, curling his arms around my waist and pulling me softly against his body. I turn around so our faces are close together.

Phil leans in, closing his eyes. I hold up a hand and put my fingers against his lips and his eyes flutter open. I wink. "Save it for the date, okay?" I ask him.

He pouts, then plants a gentle kiss on my cheek. "Okay," he replies quietly. And so we walk back, hand in hand.

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When we reach the edge of the woods, Phil and I exchange numbers. He volunteers to walk me home, and I accept.

He grabs my hand and, together, we make it to my house.

I let go of his hand once we reach the porch. "I'll see you tomorrow at school," I say. He nods. "See you." And with that, he turns and walks away.

"Phil!"

He turns toward me again and I dash down to meet him. I kiss his cheek, then run back to my front door to wave at him.

Once he's out of sight, I walk inside my house.

And that's when I realize that I am, undoubtedly, in love with Phil Lester.

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wow that took forever but oKay
also, thanks for 500+ reads! <3
~rose