I was saying good bye to Dan as I was getting ready. He waited for me to be ready so he could see with my 'clubber clothes'.
After twenty minutes I was finally ready and as soon as Dan saw me his eyes glowed.
"Beautiful. But you look better without make-up," I blushed heavily as he kissed my cheek.
"I'll be back tomorrow. I've got to go now, I love you," he kissed me one last time before he walked out and blew me a kiss. Dan left, slamming the door unintentionally. I walked through to Phil's room and knocked on the door. I didn't wake for a reply and walked in. Our relationship went from kinda difficult to just plain awkward. He didn't have a top on and I had never had a swimming trip with him, so this was the first time I was seeing him shirtless. Luckily he didn't see me and I quietly shut the door. I knocked immediately.
"One minute," Phil opened the door, he had a top on now.
"You looking forward to tonight? We're gonna have an awesome partaaaayyyyy," this made him crack a smile.
"Woop woop!" he fist pumped in the air twice. We both laughed.
"Are you ready Phil?" He nodded as he closed his door. I was rushing to the front door, which was kind of hard with heels on, racing Phil. Of course he got there first (after all, he had converse trainers on). As he stepped out I closed the door and locked it. We jumped in my beautiful red mini and drove over to the club.
When we got there the huge bouncer was all tough and muscley. Then I realised.
"PHIL! I forgot my ID! Its not in my purse," I was rummaging round but it wasn't there.
"Maybe they'll let us in if I say you're with me," Phil was trying to be reassuring. We walked up to the bouncer, I was terrified.
"Can I see some ID?" Phil got out his drivers licence.
"And you ma'am?" I was looking at Phil, then the bouncer, then Phil again.
"She's with me, no worries," Phil smiled.
"Go on through," I was extremely surprised this worked. We walked in and sing by Ed Sheeran was playing. I grabbed Phil's hand, making sure I didn't lose him. We headed straight for the bar.
"Ten vodka shots please," Phil looked at me smiling as I requested our drinks. They came on a big round tray. Phil and I looked at each other.
"Three, two, one," we downed them in seconds.
"Round two?"
"Duh," I was already a little drunk after the first one. We downed another, and another, and another. After a few minutes, we had finished our shots.
"Two gin and tonics pleeeaaase," Phil was extremely drunk, but then again so was I. We drank our gin and tonics like there was no tomorrow. I was so drunk I couldn't tell men from women. Suddenly, the song changed to life in colour by one republic.
"Oh my God! I love this song," I shouted, as I clambered onto the table. I started doing a sexy dance even though this wasn't exactly the perfect song for that.
"Hehe, Emily. Come down from there," Phil was giggling, but he still had more sense in him then I did. He pulled me down and took me outside.
"Taxi, yoo hoo," Phil waved for a taxi as a couple passed. After twenty minutes a cab finally stopped and we crawled in.
"Home, that means Trafalgar square, please and thank you," the taxi driver drova us home. We got out and pulled ourselves up the stairs. Phil unlocked the door.
"Hey you know what would be fun? You, me and the bed," Phil smiled as he dragged me to his room.
"What about Dan?" I was giggling even though I didn't find this funny.
"He doesn't have to know,"
"Ok, i guess you're right," I smiled, grabbing 'protection' out of Phil's drawer (HEY! Don't judge me, I was drunk). So I pulled my dress off, my heels had already fallen off on the way in. I started undoing Phil's jeans. He unbuttoned his shirt. Soon enough, we were both naked, under the covers together. I didn't know what I was doing, I was too drunk to realise I shouldn't be doing this. I was cheating on Dan, and I didn't even realise.
