"wait." i say as he turns his head to look at me
"what's up?" he asks
"i called a taxi, from a proper taxi place. how did you end up being the driver?" i ask
"oh y/n, it was actually obvious. surprised you didn't notice." phil says
"huh." i reply
"i saw you with all your bags, so i snuck out the back way, got in my car and pulled up." he says
"that's not possi-." i say
"it's true." he says
"something's wrong with me, i would notice." i say
"maybe you need sleep." phil suggests
"i don't need sleep." i say
"just close your eyes, i'm here." he says
"i don't need you." i say
"you do." he replies, " just rest your eyes then, you'll feel so much better."
phil puts his hand on my thigh, i immeditelty pull it off.
"what do you think you're doing?" i ask
"come off it." he says
"what?" i ask as he puts his hand back on my thigh
"i know you like it." phil says
i don't reply, but i also don't move his hand. i lean back in my chair and close my eyes.
i hadn't forgiven him, and i wasn't excited to have to spend every minute with him in his house. but maybe we'll get there eventually.
maybe...
*hour later*
"wake up gorgeous." i hear phil say as i rub my eyes
"don't call me that." i say
"whatever you say princess." he says
"or that." i say
"what do i call you then." he says looking at me
"y/n." i say
"boring." he replies
"excuse me." i say, "you can't talk"
"my name's great." he says opening his car door
phil walks round and opens my door, he getrues for my hand.
"i don't need help." i say
"i think you do." he replies
"i don't." i say pushing him away and getting out the car, "see."
i slam the door shut and look at the house infront of me.
it was massive, no surprise. it was the definition of modern.
"you coming?" he asks
i look at him and see he had the door open and was waiting for me.
"if i have to." i say
i walk to the front double doors and phil moves out of the way making room for me to walk in.
"so this is foden's house." i say looking around
"names phil." he says
"boring." i say smirking
"your hot when you do that." he says
"do what?" i ask leaning on the table in the hallway next to me
"shut up." he says walking over to me
he puts his hand on my cheek, i go to whisper in his ear.
"not a chance...phil." i say walking off
i look back and see him shaking his head and grinning before looking back up and watching me walk down the hall.
"stop staring!" i shout
"i was looking at the view out the window." he says
"yeah i need to teach you how to lie..." i say
i approach a white, plain, wooden door and open it.
it was the living room, it had black leather L shape sofas, black wooden coffee tables, a massive tv and of course, a ps4.
i collapse onto the nearest sofa and watch as phil walks in with a glass of mango and orange juice.
"you remembered." i say looking shocked
"of course i did." he says handing me the drink
it was my favorite, i remember telling him about it ages ago.
"thank you." i say taking a sip, "you not gonna sit down?"
"am i allowed on the same sofa as you." he says laughing
"oh fuck off." i say as he sits down next to me
"what do you wanna watch?" he asks me grabbing the remote off the table
"don't care, never will." i say
"money heist it is then." phil says
"no." i say sitting up and grabbing the remote
"you said you didn't care?" he says
"course i care, i'm not gonna sit here and watch something i don't like am i." i say while scrolling through netflix
i can't find anything i want to watch, i look at phil who looked bored.
"nothing." i say throwing the remote down onto the sofa
"there's loads of shows, can't you just pick one?" he asks annoyed
"don't get moody with me foden." i say
"wanna go see where you're sleeping then?" he asks
"nothing better to do." i say standing up
"i'm letting you live here, start treating this place with courtesy." phil says
"when did you learn that word?" i ask distracting him because i didn't want to apoligise