Drunk - A Phanfiction

Awkward Moments

Dan's POV

I quickly got dressed, trying to forget about what had just happened. Had Phil literally just walked in? It felt so uncomfortable; yeah, uncomfortable.

I pulled on my jacket and left the bedroom, taking my phone and earphones with me.

I made my way into the living room, my hood up and one earphone in, holding the other one with the other hand. "Ready?" I asked Phil, trying not to make the situation more awkward than it already was.

Phil was blushing, looking way to scared to even be around me anymore. That hurt. It was just a mistake, anyway, right? He didn't have to feel this uncomfortable around me. Did he? Phil nodded.

I put my other earphone in and made my way towards the front door, turning the handle and walking outside.

Phil's POV

Dan hates me, I can just tell. He's barely saying anything too me, keeping the "Let's just get this over with" attitude.

I followed him, trying to keep to myself and not walk too close; give him his personal space. I mean, it wasn't just the fact that I accidently walked in on him, it's the fact that I just stayed there. I was probably just shocked and scared; yeah, that was probably it. Nothing more, nothing less.

Dan stood at the side of the road, swaying, waiting for a taxi to drive past that he could call out for. It wasn't long before one finally did come, and Dan was able to get it to stop straight away. I admired him for that. Although, who wouldn't stop for Dan? He's just so... Perfect.

No! No! Phil stop it. Dan is your best friend! You can't think like that! I shook the thought out of my head, trying to make myself feel better. I couldn't like Dan, could I?

I sat in the back of the taxi, holding Tyler's present in my hands. I looked forward the entire time, trying to ignore Dan. He was being very anti-social, so I had to do all of the talking in the taxi.

Dan wasn't talking. He hates me so much. Why did you walk in Phil? Why? No, it was probably just his normal anti-social self. Just as that video of his had once said, he dumps all of the conversation on his friends.

I'd watched all of Dan's videos. Every single one. I loved them all so much! He always looked and acted so cute in them!

I shook my head again. Why was I thinking like this? It was almost as if I... Fancied Dan. No, I couldn't! Dan was my best friend. I couldn't fancy my best friend, could I?

I nervously shifted away from Dan, trying to make the situation all the less awkward. It wasn't working. I was stuck in one small and tiny car with Dan Howell. Great.

Please tell me that great was sarcasm. Please.