Opposites Attract (Phan)

Chapter Eight

A/N: Hi, it's been a while. (But compared to my phanfic "Summer Camp", a week is nothing) But I realised that I did say in my previous authors note that I'd update every ten days, but I had this sudden urge to write after a mini writers block. So here you go! (I finally got a word counter, by the way! c: )

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**Dan POV**

'I'm bored.' I texted Phil after about ten minutes of tossing and turning in my bed. 

'Go to sleep.' He replied almost instantly, it seemed as though he couldn't sleep either.

'I can't :\' I typed before receiving an incoming call from Phil.

"Hey," He said down the phone.

"Hi, can you come over? Please, I have alcohol." I giggled.

"I can't, my parents are asleep and i'll probably wake them."

"Be quiet then." I laughed. "Please!" I dragged the word out.

"No, Dan." He said quietly.

"Please, it'll be fun! I'm so bored." 

"Fine, but if I wake them then it's your fault, okay?" Phil sighed and I could hear static in the phone as he started moving. I smiled to myself and stood up out of bed, turning my bedroom light on. Phil didn't live too far away, so he'd be here soon.

**End of Dan POV**

**Phil POV**

I hung up the phone and quickly got dressed into my clothes, internally swearing as one of my drawers made a loud noise as I opened it. I pulled out some jeans and a t-shirt, once I'd come home it'd probably be morning so I didn't bother putting yesterday's clothes on as I'd only have to change again. I fixed my hair carefully, trying to get rid of the dreaded bed-head look, before slowly creeping downstairs. I didn't risk turning the lights on, just in case it woke my parents. I fumbled around in the dark to find my keys, luckily my mum hadn't moved them so I found them fairly easily. I slipped on a pair of Converse and slowly turned the key in the lock, trying to minimise any clicking noise that it would cause. I opened the door and closed it tardily so it didn't make any unwanted loud noises. I felt the cold air hit my face as I stepped out into the darkness. Why on earth did I agree to walk to Dan's house at 3AM? I shivered, I'd totally forgotten about grabbing a jacket on the way out, which I mentally slapped myself for. 

"Hey." I said quietly as Dan opened the door. 

"Hi, come in. Be quiet though." Dan replied, sounding a little tipsy.

I nodded and stepped inside, "How was the party?" I laughed teasingly.

"Don't even mention it." Dan giggled. "I already told you what happened." 

He led me upstairs, being careful not to make too much noise. I walked into his room, the place where we'd kissed earlier on. I smiled as I remembered that moment, Dan's taste still lingering on my lips. 

"What're you smiling at?" Dan asked, opening his wardrobe and taking a bottle out. 

"Nothing." I shook my head. "What have you got there?" 

"Vodka." Dan grinned, hitting the top off his desk to open it before passing it to me.

"Thanks," I smiled, taking a sip of the bottle. I coughed slightly as I felt it sting my throat. 

Dan laughed, "Do you drink?" 

"Not really. How strong is this stuff?" I spluttered. 

"Quite strong. It has 35% of alcohol in it." Dan smiled.