Half way through our second episode of Doctor Who where the eleventh Doctor and Amy save the last star whale, the front door opens with a yell. "I'm home!". Both Phil and I ignore Dan, wanting to watch the Doctor save the whale and the people. Minutes later, he enters the lounge with a bag in on hand and a small black box in the other. Dan shifts awkwardly in the doorway before entering the room, sitting on the red bean bag chair close to the fire place. Phil glances to Dan, the corner of his lips picking up slightly but then he looks back to the television, watching Amy press the forget button. Dan looks at us before looking to the TV screen then looking back to his bag and box. Seeing that neither Dan nor Phil will say anything, I take it upon myself to talk first.
"What do you got there, Daniel?" I scoot forward on my seat slightly, leaning forward. My elbows rest on my knees and my hands rest under my chin, supporting my head. Dan messes his fringe up and then fixes it back into it's usual place. He opens the box up first, pulling out a pair of black shoes. "My other ones have been getting old." He then moves to the bag and pulls put two shirts and a pair of black skinny jeans. He then told a story of how he got stuck in a dressing room and how he had to crawl under the door to get out. Thankfully, there was only a few people in there. By the time he finished his story, the episode of Doctor Who ended and we turn off the tv. Dan complains that he is hunger and offers to order takeout. Or takeaway as they call it. I'm not that hungry since I just had Mac and cheese just a few hours ago but non the less, I agree and so does Phil. We could never pass down food.
While waiting for the food to get here, Phil asks when me and Tyler plan to fly back to LA. This saddened and delighted me. In just a few short days, I'll be leaving my new friends behind. Leaving behind this beautiful city and it's wonderful attractions. But it made me happy to think that I'll be seeing my mom soon. I haven't told her or Tyler that I'm going to go straight to her when we get back. I'll drop my dirty clothes off at home, pack for a few days, then get onto a train. I miss my mother so much that it makes my heart ache at the thought of being so far from her. Just thinking about her warm hugs makes my heart hurt. It also pained me to think about leaving Dan, Phil, Zoe, Alfie and Troye behind. What I know of, Troye is going to go to Brighton for a few days when Tyler and I go back home. It also saddens me that I haven't gotten to know Zoe, Alfie and Troye as much as I wanted to. They are still pretty much a mystery to me. Dan and Phil, however, I have gotten to know them over the past week. Spending a significant amount of time with them. I want to get to know Zoe, Alfie and Troye better. I do know a bit about Troye and he knows my secret since Tyler raged about how I walked out on him. I trust Troye with the information and he knows that. Troye doesn't look at me like a wounded puppy like other people would do. If only we all live in the same few miles as each other so we can see each other daily. To get to know each other better. But that's most likely never going to happen.
I confront Dan and Phil about how I feel while we get out cups, knifes and forks in preparation of the food. They understand where I'm coming from and why I feel this. The only thing interrupting our conversation was the buzz of the intercom. Dan buzzed the delivery boy in, paying and then dropping the containers on the table. We decided on getting Chinese food since we are trying to eat healthy. This thought males me smile and snicker. Us and health don't belong in the same sentence. Once we have gotten everything we ordered, we continue the conversation from before. Making me remember that I wanted to have a small little celebration for Thanksgiving despite the cultural difference. Both Dan and Phil offer to have it at there apartment. Just a small little thing. We decide to go shopping tomorrow, but invite people tonight. I privet message Zoe on Twitter to ask if she and Alfie wants to come, in which she replies no. Her and Alfie are going to be having a dinner with Alfie's parents. But she offers to hang out the next day, which we accept. Dan and Phil haven't been to her apartment in Brighton so they are excited to go. I text Tyler, telling him that he is coming, in which he says "what ever bitch". This makes me giggle and reply oh so cleverly: "Don't give me that sass, Oakley." Of course Troye will be coming too. So it's just going to be Dan, Phil, Tyler, Troye and me.
We then talk about what we are going to buy. I tell them the traditional festive foods we have in America. Including turkey, mash-potatoes, cranberry sauce, stuffing and green bean casserole. All of us don't feel like cooking a Turkey, so we settle on pizza instead. For potatoes, we'll get French fries, or 'chips'. Mash-potatoes and French fries are both potatoes so there is no difference there other than the way it's made. Of course we are going to keep the cranberry sauce since it's the best part. For stuffing we'll have toast. Courtesy of Phil. They're both bread so why not? And last but not least, for the green bean casserole we shall have Maltesers. Since Dan wouldn't stop bitching to have them.
"I want Maltesers!" Dan exclaims like a small child who wants a toy from Walmart. Or Tesco in this case I guess. Does Tesco sell toys? Or do they just sell food?
"No, Dan." Phil simply says. We are sitting on the couch in the lounge. Me in the middle, Phil to my left and Dan to my right. Both of them are so close, looking at my phone screen as I type out the list of foods. They might as well be on my lap. Wait, no they shouldn't. They are also close enough me to tell what they smell like, which may sound creepy. Dan smells the same as a few days ago. Like an Axe body wash type thing while Phil smells much more feminine. Like raspberries.
A chunk of my loose dark hair falls off my shoulder, brushing across Dan's nose. He flinches back over dramatically, rubbing his nose since it probably tickled. He starts to stick his tongue out, wiping it with his fingers.
"You got hair in my mouth!" He tries to wipe away the non existing hair from his mouth. Phil and I laugh at how ridiculous he is being.
"You're hair is so long," He says before picking up the strand and throwing it over my shoulder. He stops before letting it go. "Oh my god, you're hair is so soft!" He starts to glide his hands down my hair. When he gets to the end, he brings his hand back to the top and repeats. Phil grabs a chunk on the other side, doing what Dan is doing.
"It's like a lions mane," Phil brings what hair that's in his hand to his nose, taking a deep intake of breath. "And it smells good too." I stand up, ripping the hair from their hands.
"Did you just smell my hair?" I can't help but laugh at the two of them. They get so fascinated by little things. But you know what they say, " Nothing is little to a great mind." Phil gasps and then leans across the couch to whisper something in Dan's ear. My weight shifts to one leg, my arms wrapped around my chest as I stand there awkwardly. Dan's lips slowly curve at the corners as Phil whispers to him. This is cute. It's like a little scene in a Phan fiction. Some where, it probably is. When Phil backs away, Dan's head rolls back in laughter.
"Yes!" He manages to gasp out. Phil looks at me with a smirk on his lips. He stands up, putting his hands on my shoulders. He towers over me like a sky scrapper. Or a friendly giant. "We are filming a video. Go in Dan's room. It's cleaner there." He lowers his hands and walks out if the room. I look at Dan how is looking at me.
"Are you two going to rape me and put it on RedTube? If so, I'm not scared to tell Tyler. He will sass you to death." He shakes his head with a small smirk playing at his lips.
"Just go." He gently puts his hand on my shoulder and pushes me along. We walk up the stairs into the hallway with the two boy's bedrooms. We go into the door to the left which is Dan's bedroom. I go to his bed where I plop down and watch Dan go for his filming equipment. First he sets up the light, then his tripod, his mic and last but not least his camera. By then, Phil walks in with a bag in hand. He sits down to my left, setting the bag next to his feet. Dan presses the play button the comes to me, grabbing my arm to stand me up. He grabs a pillow and puts it where I was sitting then forced me to sit down again.
"So half of your face isn't cut out." Dan explains before checking the camera, deciding it's fine, then sitting beside me.
"Hello, Internet," Dan says with a small wave. "As you can already tell by the thumbnail and the title, I am here with Phil and Jo of SunnyJo." Phil waves to the camera making some kind of noise as he does so.
"I have no idea what's going on." I confess. Honestly, I am quiet scared. Phil went and actually bought some things for this video and the are both acting sinister. Phil sling an arm around my shoulder, pulling me slightly closer to him. His hand ribs up and down my upper arm.
"I still thing you guys are going to rape me horribly." Dan laughs at the joke but Phil pulls me into his chest. He rubs my hair down with his other hand, whispering in my ear loud enough for the camera to pick it up.
"Shh, Jo. Don't scream. Don't argue with us... no means yes and yes means yes." I can already tell that his eyes are wide, looking straight into the camera lens. That escalated quietly. I try to pull away from him but Dan wraps his arms around me as well; trapping me in a Phan sandwich. One of the two leans back, making us lay on the bed still in the previous position. After some pleading they let go and we continue the mysterious video.
"So Jo doesn't have a single clue what's going on. So are you ready to know?" Dan turns to look me in the eyes before looking back the the camera. I nod my head yes. Phil takes out some things from the bag. A lot of hair ties, bobby pins, mouse and hair spray. Immediately, I known what they want to do and I don't like it one bit. I try to run but Dan holds me down.
"No Guys! Don't!" I beg over and over. But they keep holding me down.
"Jo, if you do this, I'll let you make a tweet on my twitter." Dan volunteers his twitter account.
"Phil's too?" I stop squirming, looking up at Phil with big puppy eyes. He reluctantly nodded. I sat up straight, getting ready for them to attack my head then letting them put it online for people to laugh at. Phil starts first. He takes the can of mouse and sprays most of the can into his hand. He then brings it to my head.
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"I just took a giant shit in the McDonalds' bathroom. Was the same color of my eyes. I'm sorry that fast food goes right through me." I struggle to read it out loud with out laughing. I hand Dan's phone back to him and take Phil's phone, already knowing what to say.
"I just walked into the bathroom of McDonalds and it smelt like a lion exploded on the walls a few days ago and no one cleaned it. Someone needs to do something about this, it's starting to smell up the eating area." I read as typed. I couldn't contain my laughter and ended up curling up on the bed. Tears come out of my squinted eyes rapidly. I haven't laughed like this in so long. Dan does his usual goodbye to the video and presses the button. This video was so fun. My hair ended up looking like a crispy mess with a piece of hair sticking straight up in the middle of my head. It's quiet degrading. I try to brush it out and put it in a bun for the time being since I have to go back to the hotel. It's almost seven already and Tyler wants me to hang out with him and Troye for the night. I couldn't refuse. As I put on my jacket and shoes, Dan comes over and puts on his coat and shoes.
"I'm going to walk you back." He explains before going out the door with me behind him.
"You don't have to do that."
"But I want to." My cheeks form a blush at his comment. Good thing it's not that noticeable thanks to my tan skin. We get into the elevator and Dan presses the 'G' button. It slowly crawls down the shaft to the ground floor. We then walk out into the chilling air of London. What was left of snow has melted over the the day. The sun is setting in the distance, casting an orange and pink sunset. The clouds illuminate the sky making it look like a picture perfect painting. The wind blows harshly, nibbling at my bare face and through my thin jacket. Why did I not pack a good coat? My arms wrap around my chest, trying to keep the heat in and the cold out. But this doesn't work that well. Suddenly, An arm wraps around my shoulder. The owner of the arms brings me closer to his chest. I look up to Dan questioningly but he simply says:
"You looked cold." I smile, pressing myself into his chest even more. We get to the hotel not long after that. Before I could climb the steps away, leaving him behind, he grabs my hand spinning me around. Wrapping his arms tightly around my waist, slightly picking me up. I hug him back just as tight. "Goodbye, SunnyJo." He whispers in my ear. His warm breath warming up my freezing skin.
"See you tomorrow Danny Boy." And with that, he lets me go. I climb up the steps but before going through the door I look back to him. He stands there watching me go. Like last night. I smile and enter the warmth of the hotel, leaving Dan in the icy air of London.
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I'm so so so so so so so so 5sos sosorry! (see what I did there ;)) I haven't updated in a week! I am a terrible person. But don't worry the next chapter will be up by the end of this week, I promise you that. The next chapter is going to be a drama bomb filled with feels!
So, for me school starts the 26, in lest than a week. When does it start for you guys? And what grade are you going in. I'm going into 9th. I'm not sure if I should be nervous, terrified, or excited. I think I'm 49% nervous 49% terrified and 2% excited. Or 98% excited and 1% other. Math.
Jo's outfit will be in the external link although it's the same as last chapter. How many people look at her outfit?
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