Anywhere And Everywhere||Phil Lester X Reader

(Your POV)

Hey Y/N
-Phil

Waz up Phil
-Me

Can I call you? Is now a good time?
-Phil

Yeah, now's good
-Me

My phone then immediately started buzzing in my hand. I jumped slightly before quickly answering the phone and putting it up to my ear. "Hello?"

"What's up, Y/N?"

"The sky." I joke.

"You mean the ceiling?" Phil asks. I could tell there was a smile on his face, just as mine.

"How do you know I'm not outside?"

"Y/N, I know you're not outside." Phil responds. Dang, the man already knows I hate the outdoors.

"Good point..." I shrug, even though he can't see me. "So, what's up with you?"

"Not a lot... I was just wondering that maybe... One day... if you want... you don't have to..." He couldn't find the right words to say.

"Um, Phil... Are you asking me to join a cult or something?"

He laughs. "No!"

"Damnit." I say jokingly. "Carry on, then."

"I was just wondering if you wanted to come over to my flat and maybe help me make a video? You know, for youtube." Phil explains, his voice quiet and hesitant. "Or maybe we could just hang out, if you're not up for it?"

"I'm up for anything." I assure him(shut up you dirty minded people, it's not like that... yet). "When do you want me to come over?"

"Er... whenever you're free." He answers.

"Well," I sigh. "I have work Monday through Thursday from seven in the morning until seven at night."

"So... on the weekend I presume? Or Friday." Phil laughs lightly.

"That would be ideal, yes."

You both then agreed on Saturday afternoon. You had asked Phil what kind of video you'd be filming together, but he wouldn't tell you. He wanted it to be a surprise.

Oh brother....

~~~

I hesitantly knocked on the door, hoping I was at the right building. I waited a few seconds before the door swung open, revealing the brown haired boy with all black clothing and messy curly hair.

"Hi, Dan." I say, greeting him with a smile.

"Hello, Y/N." He returns the smile, exposing his dimples. "Welcome to the Howell/Lester residence."

"Why, thank you." I nod, walking past him into his flat.

He closes the door and turns back to face the flight of stairs next to him. "PHIL!" Dan yells. "YOUR GIRLFRIEND'S HERE!"

I awkwardly stand there, not knowing how to react to Dan's comment. "So, you're a Youtuber too?" I ask, just to make conversation.

"COMING!" We here Phil yell from somewhere up the large staircase.

"Yeah, that's how Phil and I became friends." Dan answers, running his hand through his small curls.

"Aw, that's cool." I nod, shoving my hands into my coat pockets.

"Sure, but you're a game designer! That's way cooler."

Before I get a chance to say something back, Phil comes trotting down the stairs. "Sorry about him." He says as soon as he sees me, referring to Dan and the 'girlfriend' joke.

He's wearing black skinny jeans and a red t-shirt. "Hey, I'm funny." Dan argues.

"Tell that to your Youtube channel." Phil jokes.

"WOAH. ROASTED." I take a few steps back from that fiery roast.

"Shut up." Dan laughs at me.

"Alright, Y/N, are ready to make a video?" Phil asks me, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Hell yeah I am!" I say, grinning at him. "But, um, what kind of video?"

"A video for Youtube!" Phil says, smiling down at me.

"Don't be a smart ass with me, Phil Lester." I tease him.

"Well!" Dan says, rather loudly. "If you need me, I'll be catching up on the Walking Dead in my room, which means you won't need me, even if you're dying."

"That's comforting." I comment, cocking my head at him.

"Right..." He grabs his laptop and then sprints up the stairs. "Have fun!"

I look back at Phil who rolls his eyes at Dan. "Come on." He leads me to the kitchen where a camera is set up in front of the stove, so I assume we'll be baking in this video.

"So you're a baking channel now?" I raise my eyebrows at him, glancing at the camera.

"For the sake of this video... why not?!" He smiles, grabbing a bowl from one of the cabinets.

He tells me to stand next to him in front of the camera. He then turns his head to me after explaining the concept and what we're making. "Ready?"

"Yes..." I hesitate. "Wait. No. What do I do?"

He laughs at me, shaking his head. "Just act natural. I'll introduce you and then we'll start baking."

I can feel my face turn a bright red. "Oh no. I've only ever been behind the screen, not in front of it."

Phil wraps his arm around me in a friendly way, squeezing me lightly against him. "It's okay, Y/N, just be yourself! You can't get any more weird than me on my own channel." He jokes.

I smile at him, shaking my head at his joke to attempt to make me less scared. "Okay, I'm ready."

And with that, he turns on the camera. "Hello! As you can see, I'm in my kitchen, with a new guest! Everyone, this is my friend, Y/N." He tells the camera. "Y/N, this is everyone."

I then awkwardly wave at the camera, not knowing if I was doing anything right. "Hello everyone."

Phil then tells his audience we'll be baking a cake for Dan for his up-coming birthday, and then record his reaction. "Let's get to it, then!"

~~~

I KNOW I SUCK, AND IM SORRY!!! I even told myself when i started writing fanfiction that I would update consistently and not be one of those authors that does every 2 months and then you forget everything that happens in the story. WELL LOOK WHAT I'VE BECOME! ALMOST 2 MONTHS WITHOUT POSTING IM SORRY MY FRIENDS!

Please forgive me

Thanks! (I say thanks as if you've forgiven me but ik you haven't)

~Hazel