"I'm sorry you what?" His mom screamed as Dan picked up a small bag and put it on his shoulder.
"I'm going to stay the night at a friends house, is that okay?" Dan started adjusting his curls in the small living room mirror.
His mom had stopped strapping on her heel and was clapping happily. "Dan of course you can! Is it that boy Phil?"
"Yes." Dan answers, "so when is George coming?"
She laughs and begins to strap up her heel again. "Trying to get rid of me quickly yeah? He'll be here in a few seconds...."
Just then a honk came from outside and she stands up. "How do I look?"
She had on a dark purple knee length dress with jewelry to match and black heels. Her hair fell in their natural curls over her shoulders.
"You look beautiful." Dan smiles.
She grins. "Thanks Bear," she gives him a tight hug, "come outside with me, I want you to meet George before we leave."
George was leaning against a shiny black car with a giant grin on his face as Dan's mother steps out the house. He had on a black suit and he had slicked back blonde hair and a twinkle in his green eyes.
"You look magnificent Caroline." He grabs her hand and spins her around once.
Dan stands there awkwardly as his mom giggles. It took George to notice him first. "Is this Daniel?"
His mother turned around with a happy gaze in her eyes. "Yes it is, Dan this is George."
"Nice to meet you." Dan holds out his hand and he shakes it, he wasn't expecting the hard grip, so he squeaked in pain a little.
"He looks like a good boy." George confirms, he puts his hand on the small of his mother's back, "let's go Caroline before it get to late."
When the car pulls away, Dan looks forward at the similar white house and a lump grows in his throat. Phil was his friend, his very attractive friend. So he shouldn't be so nervous. He makes his way across the road and knocks on the door. His dad opens it.
"Oh hello neighbor!" He says happily.
"I-it's Dan." Dan stutters. His face heats up.
He laughs loudly. "I forgot! Didn't you tell me that?"
"I'm here to see Phil." Dan says before the conversation could go any further.
"Well of course!" He lets him in and Dan looks around the home, it looks the same as his but just different decorations and colors. The Lester's were very colorful people.
"I'm in the shower!" Phil answers to his dads yelling, "just tell Dan to wait in my room, I'm almost out!"
"You heard the man." He says patting his back, "if you need anything, I'm Clark."
Dan mutters a thank you and makes his way slowly up the steps. He tries to control his breathing because he keeps thinking of Phil in the shower, which was not helping things.
Phil's room was easy to find since it had his name written big in black sharpie. He pushes opens the door and goes to sit on his giant bed that had a colorful comforter.
He throws his small bag on the ground and just listens to the water run in the connected bathroom get softer and softer until it finally shuts off.
I won't look, I won't look Dan chants in his mind as the door creaks open.
"Dan you're here!" Phil says happily.
Dan looked. Phil had a fluffy white towel wrapped loosely around his hips, and it was so low. Water droplets rolled from his hair and off his chest and down his stomach, under the towel. Holy shit.
"Dan?"
ahaha dan got caught staring
~alivia
