Arms (A Danisnotonfire fanfiction)

Chapter Two

Becca's POV

Getting ready to go somewhere was such a hassle. I hate going anywhere, probably why me and Jack aren't too serious, but besides that, trying to find something nice to wear was impossible. I finally decided on a black skirt with a moon and sun black crop top and black heels.

"Is this acceptable in clubs", I ask going into Phil's room. "Uh, yeah I would guess so, but really, all black?" he asks a smirk playing on his lips. "Shut up, I own nothing else", I say and he laughs. "Well then I guess its okay", he says and I roll my eyes. "What time is it?" I ask as I fix my make up in his mirror. "8:00", he answers. "Ugh there going to be here soon", I groan and he giggles. "Have fun", he says as someone rings the doorbell. "Do I have to?" I whine. "Yes now go", he says and I groan hugging him goodbye and going to the door.

Jack was standing at the door looking quite nice if I do say so myself.

Why the hell is he with me?!

"Hello love", he says grinning and kissing me lightly.

"Hi", I say after the kiss.

"You ready then?"

"I guess", I say smiling and he smiles back grabbing my hand.

Once at the club I grown and Jack chuckles grabbing my hand and taking me inside.

"BECCA!! OH MY GOD YOU ACTALLY MADE IT OH MY GOD!!" Destiny screams and I smile awkwardly.

I can hear Jack laughing and I remind myself to hit him.

"Yup it's me", I say and she smiles hugging me without permission.

She's wearing a bright pink dress with huge heels and I mentally shoot her as she struts down entrance hall like it's a runway. To be honest I don't know how I got this friend but she was defiantly not my favorite.

The club was dark and crowded and the smell of sex was ridiculous. The first thing we did was meet up with all of Destiny's girlfriends which all squealed the sight of seeing me. I had remembered some of them but either way I didn't like that they were hugging me. One gave me a drink and I thanked god for it because I knew I would need it for tonight.

"Let's dance!" a beach blond yells after taking her fourth shot before I could even take my second. She grabs my hands and takes me down the stairs to the dance floor. From living with Phil my dancing skills were rusty but after a few more drinks I was dancing like I was insane. Flesh by Simon Curtis came on and I gasped. "This place plays actually good music?!" I yell to Destiny and she chuckles and bumps me into Jack who turns around with a smile. "Wanna dance love?" he asks. I smile and give him my hand as he pulls me into him.

I mumble the words as he raps his arms around my waist pulling me closer then we already were. To be honest I don't have the same feelings for Jack that I did for Dan, Dan was just...I don't know, he was just Dan and as much as Jack lets me forget about him, I could never love him like I did for Dan. Either way he starts to nibble on my ear and breathing into it. "Hey, how about we get a cab and head over to my place", he whispers smiling making his way up my skirt.

Oh god Phil's face when I get home would be so horrible.
Then the alcohol kicked in and that thought goes out the window.

"That sounds amazing", I whisper inches from his lips. His eyes sparkle a bit and I smile "Hey I'm going to get going okay", I say. She smiles and nods hugging me and kissing me on the cheek before I leave.

We're about to hall a cab down when Jack's phone goes off.
He pulls it out and looks at his phone holding up his finger hitting answer.

"Hello."
"Oh shit! Come on Dean really?!"
He groans before saying he'll be on his way
"So here's a thing...Dean got his hand stuck in a tube...and he kind of needs my help", he says.
I giggle a little before I nod and he gets in the next cab waving goodbye.

After that I don't really remember most of the night.
I remember walking back into the club...
Getting really drunk...
And now I'm in a cab on the way home
I remember myself stumbling up stairs and into Phil's room.

I knock which basically sounds like slamming my hands on the door before coming in. The alcohol makes me stumble lightly as I make my way to the bed.

I pull the sheet away a bit where I can see Phil's hair peaking out of the sheets.

I then start to shake him.
Then he starts to groan

"Becca, I see you're hom-" he starts but the room starts to spin and I fall onto him.
"I'm going to puke", I say holding my mouth.
"If you puke on my bed I'm going to kick your butt", he says.

I look down at him and notice how his black hair flops all over his head. "I uh, I won't", I say blushing looking down as I realize that Phil is shirtless and why the fuck am I acting like this?!

We're best friends.

I've never felt this way for him.

"Becca how drunk are you, you're red!" he says sitting up placing his hand on my back, "really are you okay?" "I uh, I don't know", I say. "What's wrong", he says. "Phil, I-I um, I kind of have an urge to...uh, kiss you", I say looking up slightly.

He was taken off guard that was for sure.

"Becca your drunk", he says. "I know but, I don't know, forget it", I say standing up wobbling lightly before getting ready to walk out of the door.

Please god don't remember this in the morning.

Then all of the sudden I feel hands on my shoulders. Phil spun me around making me lose my balance and fell forward and sense he was clumsy as well we fell onto his bed, me on top of him.

I gasped as my hand landed on his crotch.

"Phil oh my-" I start but he pushes my lips to his.

Oh Jesus.

I moved my hands away and instead slip them in his hair. "This is wrong, Dan was my best friend", he says pulling away for a second. "And look what he did to you, it's not like he would care", I say and he shrugs before attaching our lips again. He snaps the waistband of my skirt and I grind into him. He throws his head back.

Oh god this is a disaster waiting to happen.