"Oh a hot guy!" I said a little to loud. "Are you talking about me?" The hot guy says. "Uh, yeah... uh sorry." I said blushing. "Here!" He exclaimed handing me a paper. "It's my phone number!" I nodded my head and started to walk again. Once I got in my car I texted him.
Phil: I didn't get your name
Hot Guy: Who is this
Phil: The guy you just gave your number to
Hot Guy: Oh... My name is (Y/N) what's yours?
Phil: Phil
(Y/N): I gtg
Phil: Bye
I wanted to ask him out but he had to go. *cries*. I don't care that he had to go I am going to text him anyway.
Phil: I know you said to go but want to go on a date tomorrow?
*3 hours later*
(Y/N): Yea
Phil: I will pick you up at 8 tomorrow :)
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We Better Flex Seal Our Lives Together || Phil Swift x reader || Gay
Hayran KurguFirst off in this story Phil isn't 74
