Hello stranger. ⇝ Phan

2.2

*Dan
As I slowly opened my eyes, I felt strong long arms wrapping me, making me feel secure. As I looked up, I saw his black hair and sweet pink lips. My head was resting on his chest. He had the calm of an angel, I stared at him for some time, trying to understand how something so good like Phil could ever exist.

-Good morning.-He said, still with his eyes closed.-Could you please stop staring? It's quite weird, actually.

-Fuck, you scared me.-I said, lifting my head up.-Fuck, my head hurts.- I struggled and Phil giggled, gently pushing my head against his chest again, only for me to realize he was fUCKING TOPLESS MY HORMONES DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS.

-This, young Daniel, is what we like to call a hangover. Remember this headache the next time you go drinking vodka like crazy.

-Fuck you.-I buried my face on his chest, letting his sweet smell take over my nostrils.

-I almost forgot how rude you are.-He laughed, as his skinny fingers ran through my not-so-straight hair, giving me goosebumps. Ugh, his touch made me so fucking defenseless.-I like drunk Dan better, he offers me blowjobs.-He laughed as I turned red.

-I DID WHAT?-I got up, eyes open wide.

-Yeah, you also mentioned something about your whole neighborhood knowing my name.-He said between laughs.

Apparently drunk Dan can't keep his thoughts inside his mind.

-Oh my god. That is why I don't drink.-I could feel my face burn.-Don't take anything I said seriously... And never let me drink again.

-You are funny when you're drunk.-He smiled.-Oh, and if the offers are still open...-He gave me a smirk.

He did know how to embarrass me.

-FUCK YOU, OKAY?- I yelled, leaving the bedroom.

-Love you too!- He said laughing in a mocking tone, as I slammed the goddamn door.

-Good morning, sleeping beauty.-Clari said, sipping some coffee.-Hangover much, huh?

-Ugh.-I opened a cabinet.-Where the fuck do you keep painkillers?

-By the fruit bowl.

-Thanks.- I downed a glass of water and the pill down my throat.

-So, Phil leaves tomorrow... How does that make you feel?

-I don't know. I love his company, and I was just getting used to it... I guess kind of empty?

-You can always visit him in Brighton.

-It's not the same thing. I can't take a train to Brighton every single time I miss Phil. I'd end up moving there.

-You still have Skype.

-Can't hug.

-Hugging, sure.

-He's my best friend, I like his hugs.

-The ones he gives with his lips and tongue.-She laughed and I rolled my eyes. 

-Don't. What even happened yesterday?

-Well...-She said.- You were all panicky because of the crowd, so Phil took you to a quiet place. You asked for water and when he came back with it you were crazy drunk. You started dancing like a dying starfish, got tired and went to the car with Phil. After making him a fuck load of inappropriate offers, you gave up and fell asleep. You really are the life of the party aren't ya?

-Never let me drink again.

-Ooh I will. Actually, you should start checking your drinks before you drink them from now on, just for precaution.

-You're still gonna kill me someday.