The First Time (Phan)

Chapter 16 

19th October 2009 

Dan's POV 

Phil's house was huge.

Pulling up into his driveway and seeing the house linger above us simply made my pulse race with nerves. It was a large white farmhouse surrounded by acres of land that spread out behind it. The many windows spread across the large front of the building as the stars shone down onto the red tiled roof. 

"Where you planning on telling me that you lived in a house similar to the hotel from the shinning?" I speak in awe of the beautiful house in front of me. 

"Ha ha. Funny." Phil let's out a fake chuckle as he reaches forward and pays the driver. "Keep the change mate." He leans back and grins at me, his pearly white teeth and deep blue eye reflecting off the faint porch light from the front of the house.  

Opening the door on his side, he quickly runs round the back of the taxi and greets me on my side before I'd even touched the door handle. He opens mine with a large grin on his face and a low bow, "Hello Master. Howell. I know the services you'll receive at the Lester household will be exquisite." He hold his hand out for me to take as I clamber out of the car. I nod my head towards him showing my thanks as he runs to the boot of the taxi and lugs out my two suitcases. 

"Jesus Christ Phil at least let me help you." I rush towards him to stop the larger case to fall onto his foot. Phil simply spreads his arm out to stop me from reaching him as he catches the case with his other hand. "Show off." I mutter under my breath. 

Phil pulls a smug face towards me before lifting both handles of the suitcases and pulling them behind him as he strolls towards the door. "Are you ready Master Howell?" He turns when he reaches the door and realises I'm not waiting behind him.  "Hey, you ok?" he slowly walks back over to me and places he arm over my shoulder. 

"Hm," I mumble as I lean into his embrace a little more, "Just nervous tis all." 

"How comes?" He pulls me in a little tighter. 

"Well; yes you're parents know about me. But they still need to meet me! What if they take one look at me and want me out of the house?" I hide me face against his shoulder as I feel him let out a small giggle. "What are you laughing at? I'm serious!" 

He continues to laugh and pulls me into a bigger hug, "I know you are." he pulls away and ruffles my hair, "But you're also being extremely silly. Since my parents agreed to having you stay I haven't shut up about you. I'm sure they'll be thrilled to meet the person that's made me so happy." 

"Yeah, but-"

"Dan. Shut up." he covers my mouth with his hand and laughs as I lick it away from me. "You're gross!" he cries out in laughter as I stick my tongue out at him. He sticks his out back at me before heading back to the front door. He pulls up the handles on my suitcases before reaching his hand out for me. I take it gently before being pulled slightly towards the entrance house and I feel my heart in my throat as Phil knocks on the door. 

A woman with a medium length brown bob answers the door, her dress blue and patterned with small flowers as it flows down to the floor. She smiles at the pair of us in the doorway with her large chipmunk like cheeks stretched out to reveal her shining teeth and a look of pure happiness on her face. Her eyes shine similar to Phil's with the crystal blue colour, only her's aren't as bright, only Phil's shine as bright as the stars, but I could see with all the similarities that this was Phil's mother. 

"So you must be Dan." she speaks with a thick northern accent that sounds as though it is sung. With her outfit, her exaggerated expression and childlike excited voice, the woman looked and sounded like the perfect WestEnd star.