Bad Words | phan

3-The Call

Warning: Titanic spoilers

Late at night, Dan arrived to Joe's house. His outfit consisted entirely of black, including black jeans, black Vans, and a black, leather jacket worn over a black tank top. As soon as he entered the house, the sound waves radiating from the impossibly loud music vibrated throughout his body. The scent of sweat, alcohol, puke, and too much perfume filled his nose. An awkward warmth covered his body as he walked further into the house. People holding red cups were dancing intimately close to their peers, some strangers, some lovers, some friends.

Dan loved the aura at parties. Dim lighting made him feel free to do as he wished. The music, the people, and the alcohol made him fade out of existence. He enjoyed not having to be responsible for his actions, allowed to blame stupid decisions on alcohol. After three years of drinking, Dan trained himself to control the words leaving his mouth, even under influence.

Finding Joe, Dan clamped his hand of his friend's shoulder. "What's up, mate?" Dan asked, forming his signature smirk.

When Joe turned, Dan noticed that he had been discussing with Caspar. Dan was unsure as to how he hadn't seen Caspar, considering the boy was almost as tall as Dan, who towered over most people. He and Caspar slid their hands together, clasping their hands together in a weird, less than awkward handshake. Dan noted the red cups in Joe and Caspar's hands, assuming they were filled with alcohol.

"Have you seen Louise?" Dan asked, leaning in close to his friends, trying to be heard over the defeating buzz of music and chatter. When Joe made a confused face and tapped his ear, Dan asked again, adding more volume to his words.

Caspar unsubtly kicked Joe's ankle. Frowning, Joe turned to look at him. "What the hell?" he asked, confused. Caspar's eyes widened in a silent message, and Joe rolled his eyes, saying something to Caspar that fell unheard to Dan's ear. However, Dan assumed that Louise had found someone to 'go upstairs' with. He wasn't attracted to her, and didn't mind that she was in bed with someone else; Dan only hoped she didn't contract an STD.

Joe shrugged. "She disappeared, mate," he yelled, trying to be heard over the music. While Dan didn't mind Louise going off with other men, he didn't enjoy his friend's lies. Glancing at Dan, Joe spoke up once more. He pointed towards the kitchen asked, "Do you want a drink?"

Smirking, Dan nodded and began squeezing through the sweaty bodies, nodding at a few people he knew. Reaching the kitchen, he found a new red Solo cup. While Dan drank, sometimes excessively, he never did drugs, and wouldn't have his drink spiked. While he couldn't really control what people chose to do to the alcohol, his cup, at least, wouldn't be spiked. Not trusting the punch bowl of... something, Dan put the cup down and grabbed a can of beer before returning to his friends. He later followed it with a bottle of vodka. Then, he drank a bottle of booze. The booze was followed by shots. After so many years of drinking, it took a lot of alcohol for Dan to feel intoxicated, and fully drunk.

Nearly twenty miles away, Phil was at his own version of a party. Wearing a unicorn onesie and cocooned in at least four blankets, he sat with his closest friends on the couch of Cat's living room. While Dan was illegally drinking alcohol, Phil was irresponsibly drinking his fourth cup of hot chocolate. Zoe, who was sat beside him, sat with a bowl of popcorn in her lap. On his other side, Tyler had a quart of brownie ice cream on his lap, three spoons stuck in the center. Zoe and Alfie shared their own quart of birthday cake ice cream, with Phil occasionally stealing little bites. No one could blame him for taking full advantage of the perks of being sat in the middle.

Suddenly, Phil's mind wandered to school. He worried about his project with Dan, though most of his worry rested with the boy himself. Though he refused to admit it out loud, Dan intimidated Phil. However, Phil was thinking of Dan. He remembered that he needed to call and ask about meeting up to work on the project. Excusing himself, Phil walked towards the bathroom.