Internet love crisis {Phan/Kickthestickz}

Chris, don't make a scene

((Most of this chapter is about the party, so smol time skip. Warning, I think. Uh...nonconsentual kissing and some crying? Nothing extreme though.))

After agreeing to go to a house party, hosted by a highschool friend of Phil's, the fantastic foursome had gone out and bought some cheap clothes, as most of their belonging were either in the moving van or in their overnight bags.

Night dawned, and at 7:00 the four arrived at the large home. It looked almost like a mansion. "Yeah. His name's Danny I think. His parents went on Shark Tank once I think."

Knocking on the door, the boys were quickly greeted by a bubbly girl, who looked a bit intoxicated. "W-Welcome to the party!" Her speech was slurred a bit, but she seemed alright.

Dan and Phil were the first to enter, getting overly excited by a chocolate fountain. Chris grabbed PJ by the back of his shirt collar before entering.

"Er...Peej? Almost everyone here looks drunk off their ass. Can you stick with me? Please?"

PJ almost agreed, but he noticed a blonde girl looking him over. "I would love to Chris, but I may have a chance to get a girlfriend right now. Would yah be a good wingman and let me have this?"

Before the other could object, Peej strutted over to the girl confidently.

Chris sighed and began to walk in uncomfortably. Soon, he was greeted by another fellow, who, of course, had a bit of alcohol in his system.

"Aye, mate. Welcome to the party! Want a drink?" After seeing the others apprehensive look, the man smiled kindly, "Don't worry. It's only punch. My name's Fin, by the way."

Chris felt that it was alright to drink. Before he had even put the cup to his lips, the man had gotten uncomfortably close to gim.

Fin put his arms on either side of Chris's head, effectively trapping the lad. Soon, the young man found himself being kissed by a total stranger. Oh dear.

Chris pulled away, but the other just grabbed his hands and pinned them above his head.

Dan, Phil, and PJ came walking in from downstairs, before spotting their friend by the bar, an unknown man pinning him to the wall.

Phil's first reaction was to yell to the man to stop, but PJ was quicker.

Against his better judgement, Peej quickly crossed the room, grabbing the man by the shoulder and pulling him away from Chris, who was still stunned.

Dan, knowing that drunk men were not to be messed with, quickly grabbed Phil by the wrist and walked out, but only after seeing PJ take a still frozen Chris into his arms and hurry out.

The four quickly got into thwir car, Phil sitting in the backseat with Chris, allowing the boy to rest his head on his lap, playing with Chris's hair quietly.

PJ was silent. He knew this was his fault. But Dan broke through the awkwardness with a bit of happy news.

"Well...the movers have already unpacked out stuff. Our rooms should be set up when we arrive."

Phil took the opportunity to change the mood, musing about howthey could decorate the lounge together.

Chris just ended up crying into Phil's jeans.