You Own My Heart, He's Just Renting (Chapter 2)
Ian got to his date just on time. When he stepped inside the restaurant, he looked around trying to find Phil. Just thinking about him gave him butterflies - and a raging boner if he kept his mind on him for to long. After standing in the middle of the restaurant like a fool for about 10 minutes, he spotted him. Walking towards him, he tried to fix himself up a little more, not wanting to make himself look like a 3 year old that tried to dress himself.
“Hey, there you are!” Ian exclaimed as he came closer to the table. “Hey!” Phil replied as he got up and gave Ian a kiss. For the first time, Ian felt weird, almost uncomfortable when his lips came in contact with his. He quickly shook it off as they sat down and started small talk. “Oh, I've already ordered for us.” Phil said. “How did you know what I wanted?” Ian questioned. “Babe, you always get the same thing when we come here, and I thought that today wouldn't be any different.” Phil answered while running his finger up Ian arm resting on the table. He winced at the contact. The way Phil called him babe with his sexy English accent on any other given day would have drove Ian wild, but today, Ian just wasn't getting that feeling.
“You okay ee-bear” Phil asked. “ Y-Yeah. I'm fine, just a little hungry I guess.” Ian said, managing to get out a smile. They got their food, and continued their conversation, which was mostly lead by Phil and his random topics. But Ian couldn't take his thoughts off of one thing, one person, Anthony. “I wonder what hes doing right now. Maybe I shouldn't have just left without telling him anything before hand. He did sound a little bothered.” Ian thought while Phil rambled on about whatever was on his mind. As if it was almost on cue, Phil asked “ So how did Anthony take it, you know leaving him tonight to come meet me? I know today was a heavy work day for you two. “Oh, he took it fine, j-just fine.” Ian lied. Well good, because I've been meaning to ask you something. “Okay.” Ian said nervously.
Phil began, “In April, Dan and I have to move back to England for a year.” “What?!” The American boy asked, shocked by the news. “Wait, I'm not finished. We are leaving in April and I wanted to ask you if you wanted to come with us.”