Phil Lester~ Lonely Hearts Club
Y/F/N~ Your Friend's Name
Your POV
"Ok. Meeting to order!" Y/F/N shouted as she looked over to me, Annie, and Michael
"Status update?" I questioned
"Uh, a new guy wants to join." Annie told us
"What's his name?" Michael asked
"Phillip, or Phil, Lester." She reported
"That guy? He's trouble. Why would he want to join us?" Y/F/N pondered and jumped off the podium stand. You see, all four of us run this small club within our school. Y/F/N was the president of it, I was secretary, Annie was reporter, and Michael was the photographer
"Anyone can join, I mean, it is for couples." Michael shrugged
A knock came from the door
"I got it." I told them and got up from the purple beanbag I was on. I trudged over to the door and opened it up to see Phil standing there with his dark brown hair going off to the left like usual and his brown eyes full of suspicion. He had on a slick black jacket over a red v-neck. He also wore blue jeans and sneakers
"So, it's already started?" He asked in his British voice he has
"Yes. You're late." Y/F/N growled
I sighed and patted his back. "Welcome to the Lonely Hearts Club."
He nodded and closed the door before he collapsed onto the velvet couch in the middle of the room
"So, what brings ya here?" Annie questioned Phil quietly
"Carter went and cheated on me with that punk, John, was his name?" He recalled
"I hate John more than I do you, so that's a pro." Michael chuckled
"He's like you, except he smokes more." I told Phil
"And he always has that snobby dad who always says, 'Oh, John is amazing!' or, 'John wouldn't hurt a fly' when he could straight up punch someone in the jaw and they would be hurled to Canada!" Anna exclaimed
"So who are you wanting to hook up with now?" Y/F/N questioned Phil
He looked over to me quietly in response
"Well I think we know his answer." Michael smiled at the both of us
~2 weeks later~
Someone slammed me against the wall. My vision was blurred, so I couldn't really tell who it was. All I know is that it was a boy from their hard grip
"Get away from her!" I heard Phil shout from the end of the hallway
"And what if I don't? Why would you care about this girl? She means nothing." I recognized the guy's voice on who was holding me. Jim Chapman
"This." Phil responded. I felt myself being released and I opened my eyes to find Jim unconscious on the ground with Phil towering over him. "He didn't hurt you, did he?"
"He didn't. I'm fine." I told Phil
"Good, cause I never want you to get hurt." He mumbled and kissed my forehead. I guess I should have mentioned that the Lonely Hearts Club hooked me and Phil up together and now we're a couple. He's way sweeter than the way he acts during school. He only has the bad boy reputation during it to make it look like he isn't a total softie
"Come on, we better get to class." I smiled as he wrapped his arm around my waist
"Let's." He replied while we started walking towards our reading class, now satisfied with our lives at the moment