Phil;
"Phil!" A brown haired teenager yelled as he ran towards me, waving and grinning. As I turned to face him I couldn't help but feel a wave of happiness.
"Hi," I said turning around. I'm in the hallways of my high school. As the boy got closer his face got less blurry. He's... It's Dan. Of course it's him. A grin spread across my face. He pounced at me, wrapping his arms around my neck, hugging me tightly.
"You found me," He whispered through a smile and then dissapeared.
"Dan?" I asked, looking around wildly. Where did he go? He was right here. He was right here!
"Dan!" I yelled out, sitting up on the couch. I'm sweating as if I just ran a marathon. Daniel. Dan. How could I have not noticed it sooner. I did know him. My soulmate. We met again. But, at the bar he said he doesn't think I know him. Does he not remember. Of course I was the dumbass that didn't remember before some weird drunken dream made me remember him.
Ugh. What do I do now. I'm pacing around my kitchen, waiting for my water to boil for my tea. What's the etiquette when it comes to soulmates. My memories are still a bit fuzzy, but back then it kind of came so naturally, like it was fate. But now, what do I do? Do I call him up like: "Hi, actually, I'm Phil, Phil Lester, yeah, your ex boyfriend from high school, yeah we're soulmates, no big deal," Can you do that!? I don't think that's something you can just tell a person, no? Ugh.
I hear the click of the kettle, telling my my water has boiled. I pour it into my mug, which already has the tea packet in it. I take the mug and sit on my couch with it, watching the color of the tea slowly mix with the water.
Should I ask him on a date? Would that be weird?
I put the tea onto my coffee table and cross my hands. What have I gotten myself into?
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found • phan soulmate au
Fanfiction! this is a continuation/part 2 of my other fanfic called scarred, read that first (or don't, I can't control you) ! "Maybe we'll meet later in life, under better circumstances. We're soulmates after all." Almost 8 years later, Phil is a struggling...
