You're an idiot, but I love you too- PhanFebruary 13th.You're an idiot, but I love you too- Phan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tomorrow’s valentine’s day, the day that single people like me hate out of utter jealousy and try to cover it up with poor excuses such as ‘all the couples are too soppy’ ‘why would I want a valentine pfft’ and ‘Valentine’s day is for losers, you should show your love to your special someone every day.’
It’s even worse being in school, especially with our system of ‘BUY YOUR LOVED ONE A ROSE THAT CAN BE DELIVERED TO THEM!’. It gives all the popular people the chance to parade around showing off their roses. Of course I’m never one of them; I have never got a valentine rose in the three years of being in this school, as you already know. Not that I’d want to. Valentine’s Day is too soppy.
Okay that’s a lie, I do want one really. I really want one from this one person who won’t leave my mind, but that’s wishful thinking. You know who he is, diary. I
A Starbucks Fic - Phan!title: Caramel Macchiato's Match Your Lip's Taste (Definitely a Good Thing)A Starbucks Fic - Phan!2 years ago in Romance More Like This
author: thisisryanross! :3
rating: PG ^_^
summary: Phil works at a coffee shop, Starbucks to be exact, and a certain customer comes in everyday.
disclaimer: not true!
Phil walked into the local Starbucks and immediately ran to the counter, "How late am I?" His manager and somehow also his best friend PJ looked down at his watch with a bored expression, "Only five minutes. Go put on your uniform"
"Shit, yeah" Phil was late. A lot. But in his mind it was always for good reason- he had to stay up to watch the latest episode of Dexter, he had university papers that needed finishing, or his excuse today was he got distracted wondering why the same boy would enter the coffee shop everyday at 11AM and leave everyday at 12PM.
Once Phil had tossed on his brown apron he stared out into the small sea
The cute guy at Starbucks (Phan)The cute guy at Starbucks (Phan)The cute guy at Starbucks (Phan)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I walk through the way to familiar doors of Starbucks and order a Caramel Macchiato from the girl behind the counter.
“Here you go” she says smiling and hand me my drink. I smile back and thank her before taking my drink and sitting down at my usual spot by the window. The sun is shining through the window and hitting my pale face, which never seems to get tan even if I’d spent a lot of time in the sun (which I usually don’t). After a while of sitting in the coffee shop with my earplugs in and listening to Muse I see the door open and a long, brown haired boy that is all dressed in black walks in. I recognize him immediately because I’ve seen him here quite a few times and he is always alone. Just like me.
The guy walks up to the counter and orders something and I can see that the girl behind the counter is so obviously flirting with him but I can’t hear what they’re saying. After a while he t
Perfect -Phan-There he is, the little shy boyPerfect -Phan-2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He really stands out to me.
I don’t know why, he just does. There are only ten of us in this class, that’s probably why.
That may be why as well. His blue eyes, his dark hair.
He’s so perfect
But, of course, a boy that perfect isn’t single
Happily taken I’m guessing. Although sometimes, he looks so sad. Staring down at his black little note book.
It makes no sense. That perfect boy being so sad.
He has everything
A loving family
A loving boyfriend
Well that’s what I thought
Until it happened
It was Monday morning
Everything was as it usually is. Groups of friends gathering to share stories. I was standing with Chris as usual. The usual stories of the unbelievable things he got up to at the weekend.
Then I saw him
I just stared, not being able to take my eyes off him. Chris soon realized I wasn’t listening anymore and looked to Phil as well.
Black Devil - PhanYou're staring at him again, as is pretty much everyone else in the car park. Maybe not as flat-out obvious as you, but they're staring. Sneaking peaks as they're 'looking for their friends'. But you don't care. It's not like they're not used to what you're doing. It is Dan Howell after all. Dan Howell with his quiffed hair and his leather jacket and his too-tight pebble washed black jeans, leaning against his old 1967 Mustang. Always leaning against that car. Like it's some sort of safety blanket for the college car parks. Not like he'd need anything protecting him.Black Devil - Phan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He arrived in town a few months back, and you haven't been able to stop staring since. Why he's affecting you in this way you may never know. He's a couple of years younger than you, so why does he make your heart pound like a goddam teenage girl when he shoots anyone that perfect smile, dimples and all? Seriously, fucking dimples. Why, oh jesus fucking christ, why. He's gorgeous, good at pretty much everything and e
Cheers To Partying - PhanCheers To Partying - Phan2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dan and Phil have always been friends, Since preschool. Their parents were glad that they stayed friends all throughout school. Though it seemed lately in year 11 that they were starting to cause trouble, skipping class to hang out back of the school, or walk around town. Staying out way late and not coming home on time. Staying up into the late hours of the night then being a struggle to get out of bed in the morning. Their marks were dropping in class, their teachers were getting annoyed at how many classes they were skipping, but they weren't skipping enough to get kicked from school just enough to make their marks drop a lot.
They were partying pretty much every week-end and mostly coming home either drunk or with a hang over, though the only people they were having sex with was each other. that’s right, these two bad boys were also boyfriends, no one picked on them for being gay because they knew if they were to make fun they would get a serious ass kicking. They weren't afr
Ziam Prompt #1LIAM POVZiam Prompt #12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I smiled looking at his happy face. I knew that later this would be a gif ourgirls would fangirl over. If only they new that. Knew that one half of Ziam actually felt that way. The thought of our girls made me snap back into reality, where the rest of the lads and I were doing a Twitcam. We were actually about to wrap up, since we had to go to the studio. The boys were doing quick shout outs before we left, so I joined in.
"Hi there, LiamLover92, lovely username." I said, smiling and holding my hands in a heart shape.
"Sorry everyone," I heard Harry say, "That's all we have time for."
What happened next shattered my heart. Zayn jumped on his back and pecked the top of his head.
"Thank you all for your support! We love you all!" Zyn said, then took one of his hands and made a heart shape with Harry.
That killed me.
Louis, Niall, and I said a simple goodbye, then we turned the camer
Need You Now [Phan]I stagger into my hotel room, drunk, feeling around for a light switch. The room's dark, and I glance at the clock and see that it's past 1am. I got kicked out of the bar, it was getting too late for the place to be open, after all it is a Sunday night. So I had to stagger home.Need You Now [Phan]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why was I drinking at this hour of the morning I hear you ask? I guess none of you expect innocent Phil to go out drinking, but sometimes pressure builds up and yeah I go and get hammered. Isn't that lovely? I can be an average 20 something year old, alright?
I feel sick.
I always regret doing this.
WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF?
I look around the hotel room floor, and remember how I left the room. Covered in pictures, of letters, of drawings... of everything which reminds me of Dan. I moved out, we had a row, I couldn't deal with living with him anymore. I guess these things happen. I've been in here for almost a week now, and tonight - no wait, last night - it just got too much and I went out drinking.
And now I
Ways to get his attention (Phan)Thursday, 17th of June – Introductions.Ways to get his attention (Phan)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hi there. My name is Phil Lester. I’m 16 years old and I’m mute. Mute from birth, so I’ve never spoken a word in my life. This is my blog because, contrary to popular belief in my school, I’m not brain-dead as well as mute. I can type, I can form coherent sentences, I just have difficulty in speaking them out loud. It’s a problem with my vocal chords, a birth defect, nothing I can control. It means a lot of people hate me unnecessarily, their comments hurt just as much as if I could respond to them.
People like to try to force me to speak. “Can you say: Hello?” “If you don’t say no then you suck”. It hurts because I so desperately want to speak like them. I can learn how to say something if I really want to, it takes month of therapy though. And it’s not natural, it’s not easy, it’s exhausting. I go to an hours session and I have to sleep for another two. I