Anywhere And Everywhere||Phil Lester X Reader

Y/F/N: Your Full Name
Y/E/C: Your Eye Color
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(Phil POV)

"I'm okay. You?" Y/N asks from under me. We fell as we were baking and I fell face first, onto Y/N. Our faces were inches apart and I couldn't stop staring.

I nod. "I'm good."

I couldn't help but notice her big beautiful y/e/c eyes sparkling up at me, her bright smile and single dimple... it created butterflies in my stomach and I couldn't think straight.

All I knew in that moment was, Y/N is absolutely beautiful. I then noticed how her eyes kept drifting down my face. I think she's staring at my lips. When girls stare at guys lips, that means they want to be kissed, right?

Or was that just something I read off of Instagram?

Screw it, whatever. And I pressed my lips against hers. At first it surprised me that she was kissing back, but I was too invested in her that it was only a seconds thought.

But she then pulled away, taking a deep breath, looking startled and satisfied all at the same time. I bite my lip, breathing heavily.

"PHIL!" Just then Dan yells from upstairs and we hear loud footsteps. I quickly stand up, stumbling along the way as I help Y/N to her feet as well. Pretending like nothing happened.

Dan comes rushing down the stairs and Y/N and I stand about five feet away from each other, both of our heads still in that moment of our kiss.

My lips buzz and sparks go off in stomach just thinking about it. I hadn't realized how much I actually like Y/N until this very moment.

"Sorry to bother you." Dan begins, walking to the counter. "But where's your charger? My laptop just died and Carl just got his eye shot AND OH MY GOD HE MIGHT DIE, WHERE IS YOUR CHARGER, PHIL?!"

"Don't worry." Y/N assures Dan, her cheeks red from blushing. "He doesn't die."

Dan gasps, covering his ears. "SPOILERS, Y/N! SPOILERS!"

"Dan!" I laugh at him, he's a bit behind on The Walking Dead. "My changer is in-"

"Wait. What happened?!" Dan cuts me off, finally noticing the flour mess that covered both Y/N and I, not to mention the kitchen as well. "I thought you were decorating the cake!"

"Well..." I look at Y/N and shrug. "We might have had a bit of a spill... but don't worry,"

"You'll clean it up." Dean finishes the sentence for me. "Yeah, you better. NOW YOU'RE CHARGER, PHIL?!"

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Y/N and I finished the video and starting cleaning up, not mentioning the kiss whatsoever. Once the kitchen was spotless, I turned to Y/N who was looking down at her clothes. "I'm a little messy."

I smile at her. "Here, I'll let you borrow some clothes."

"Really?" She looks up. I nod. "Thanks." She smiles back.

"No problem. Although, they might be a bit big." I inform her since I'll have to give her some of my clothes.

Y/N nods, a smirk on her face. "I would have assumed so."

I lead her up the stairs to my room. I walk in and head straight for my dresser but she stops in the doorway. "Whoa."

I turn to look at her, a confused look on my face, though I'm smiling. "What?"

"Your room... It's very you."

"Very me?"

"Yes."

"How so?"

She takes a moment to think about it, glancing around the room. I then become very insecure at how messy it is. Clothes are everywhere and I can't help but notice my dirty underwear is lying on the floor just two feet away from her.

"It's fun..." Y/N answers. "Colorful..." She makes eye contact with me and smirks. "Messy." 

"Definition of Phil: fun, colorful, and messy." I nod approvingly. "Accurate."

Y/N laughs, shaking her head, walking further into the room. "Ah, the famous bedsheets." She says, plopping down on my bed.

"Oh, so you've googled me?" I ask, pulling out my tightest pair of jeans and smallest shirt before turning to look at her.

"Only a bit." She admits. "To be fair it was the second thing that came up."

I smile at her, shaking my head. "Truth be told I googled you too." She looks up into my eyes and bites her lip.

I try not to stare. Dang...

And I find myself wanting to kiss her again.

"Uh- here. It's the smallest clothes I own so they shouldn't be too big." I hold them out to her, trying to look away and not be awkward about it.

She willingly takes the clothes with a grin. "Thank you Phil, I greatly appreciate it."

"No problem Y/N, I greatly appreciate you helping me make good content for the internet."

She nods. "Anytime."

After that we watched a movie and still didn't mention the kiss. Even when I was walking her out the door, we didn't mention it. Although I wanted to, literally more than anything in the entire world, I didn't and neither did she.

But I will.

I have to.

Or else I'll go mad.

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I'll wash your clothes and bring them back to you
-Y/N

Thanks, Y/N!
-Me

No problemo Philip!
That is you're real name right? Philip?
-Y/N

Yes it is.
-Phil

So, Philip...(please enter full name, phil)
-Y/N

Philip Michael Lester
What's yours, Y/N...(please enter full name, Y/N)
-Me

Y/F/N
-Y/N

Okay, Y/F/N, wanna hang out tomorrow? Get coffee?
-Me

More than anything, Philip Michael Lester
-Y/N

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Thank
You
And
Goodnight,

~Hazel