Part 9

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Y/n: Oi WhaT aBouT Me?!
Phil: HUH
Y/n: dOnt yOu Love Me?
Phil: NO
Y/n:UgHhH
Phil: COme ON Lets Play
Y/n:OKkkKk
Phil: truTh or dAre?
Y/n: TRuTh
Phil: HAve You ever kISSEd a GUy
Y/n: No
Phil: YOu WaNt to ChaNge tHat?
Y/n: wHat-
(Phil kisses you)
Phil: NiGHt Y/N
Y/n: UeHh Yeh niGht PHil

The next day

You wake up feeling like shit because your hungover, you go downstairs to get some coffee and you see Phil, you can't remember the kiss

Phil: hey
Y/n: morning
Phil: are you ok?
Y/n: no I feel like shit
Phil: I can tell
Y/n: cheers
Phil: nah I mean like your not your usual self
Y/n: how can you be? We had so much to drink
Phil: you had way more than me
Y/n: no I didn't
Phil: fine you had 3 more than me and are just not as good at dealing with alcohol
Y/n: mhh
(You get your coffee and Phil just watches you)
Phil: so we're really just not going to talk about it then?
Y/n: what
Phil: ohh come on y/n, stop playing dumb
Y/n: no I genuinely don't have a clue what your taking about.
Phil: really!
Y/n: yes, I was drunk and I can't remember anything, just tell me and I'll see if I can remember

(There was a wave of silence as Phil just stood there looking at you in confusion and a bit of disbelief)

Phil: We kisses y/n!
(You stood there still processing what he had just said)
Phil: omg please say something!
Y/n: what do you want me to say
Phil: I don't know anything!
Y/n: I- I- don't know
Tom: ohh hey guys
(You and Phil turn away from each other and look at tom)
Tom: what's going on.. why are you both staring at me in silence.
(You both stayed quite)
Tom: ohh shit did I do something
Y/n: no we were just taking but it doesn't matter now.
Phil: no y/n it does matter
Y/n: (whisper shout) can we not do this here
Phil: fine let's go upstairs.
Tom: (to himself) wtf did I miss in the time I was gone

Meanwhile Tom is still a bit struck downstairs you and Phil are in the spare room (Phils room) just there in awkwardness.

Y/n: you know I really don't get why your so worked up about this, we were both drunk and well let's forget it
Phil: y/n that maybe the way you want to deal with this but I'm not like you. I can't just go round kissing girls for fun and then just wake up and it all disappear, things spread like crazy.
Y/n: I know but how would they find out, it's not like I was planing on telling anyone because I didn't know.
Phil: y/n there's another reason
(You hear a bang on the door)
Y/n: umm I'll go get that
(You open the door)
Chloe: y/n!!!
Y/n: chloe!!!
Chloe: what are you doing here?!
Y/n: tom asked if I wanted too
Chloe: ahhh ok
Y/n: umm can I talk to you?
Chloe: yeh sure
Y/n: can we go to your room because I don't want Phil or tom to hear
Chloe: yeh of course
Y/n: thanks

                 With Phil and tom

Phil: bro can I have a word
Tom: yeh mate sure
Phil: I fucked up
Tom: what
Phil: y/n
Tom: calm down and tell me what you did
Phil: we kissed
Tom: ohh right ok, do you like her
Phil: i don't know I'm just so confused
Tom: well did you like kissing her
Phil: I don't know I was drunk
Tom: well it clearly meant something being as your so worked up about this
Phil: yeh but how do I know for sure
Tom: get to know her
Phil: ok
Tom: promise me one thing, you will have this sorted before Christmas
Phil: ok but why
Tom: think about Christmas with her
(Phil smiles)
Tom: see it would be pretty amazing huh
Phil: yeh
Tom: what are you waiting for go get her

While this was going on you and Chloe were talking.

Chloe: so what's up?
Y/n: it's about Phil
Chloe: ok what happened
Y/n: so you know how I like him..
Chloe: yeh.. go on
Y/n: well we kissed
Chloe: omg!!! Wait why are you not happy
Y/n: well we were both extremely drunk and he seemed annoyed when we tried to talk about it
Chloe: why
Y/n: well the thing is I didn't exactly remember
Chloe: ohh god you were drunk
Y/n: yes I know
Chloe: well if you like him you need to sort this out and go back to the flirty you around him
Y/n: yeh
Chloe: ily but leave me and go get phil
Y/n: omg I'm scared wow ok
Chloe: y/n
Y/n: I'm going I'm going

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