Friends with Dan Benefits

397 8 0
                                    

I was done with the day, I just wanted to hang with Dan and forget everything. Drink some tequila and Mountain Dew, maybe smoke a little. I just needed to get the fuck out of my house or I was going to go fucking insane. I locked my bedroom door and turned off the lights, except for my lanterns.

 I locked my bedroom door and turned off the lights, except for my lanterns

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I got dressed and began texting Dan.

I got dressed and began texting Dan

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

My little sister was the problem child my parents never knew I was

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

My little sister was the problem child my parents never knew I was. She was the one constantly getting caught, I knew how to hide it. Being best friends with Dan helped a lot in many cases. I sat curled up in bed. I heard Dan pull around but my parents knocked on the door. I ruffled my hair and took off my jacket, looking like I was ready for bed. I opened up. "What?" I groaned, sleepily.

My dad pushed my sister in slightly. "Just bringing her to bed. Goodnight, honey." He said. I smiled, with my mouth closed, shutting and locking my door again.

I looked outside, seeing where Dan was. "Okay," I threw my jacket back on. "I'm leaving," I grabbed my bag, turning to Nicole. "And you're going to keep your pretty little mouth shut." I opened up my window.

"Wait," Nicole stopped me, hugging me. Fighting started up again. I sighed, placing my hand on top of her head. "Take me with you." My sister was crying, but I didn't want to bring her with me. Dan was too much trouble for her. Hell, he was too much trouble for me. I grabbed my iPod, playing Black Veil Brides for her, plugging in headphones.

"Listen to this on blast, and you'll fall asleep." I kissed her head. "Love you sis, I'll be back by morning. If you wake up and I'm not here, stay quiet until I do." She knew the routine, nothing out of the ordinary. Nicole settled into bed and I sighed.

I looked back at the house, watching my mom close the curtains in the living room. I quickly ran to Dan's car. "Go, go, go!" I said closing the door, pulling on my seat belt. 

I sighed, rubbing my eyes. "What happened this time?" He asked, turning onto a well-lit highway. 

I threw my head back. Deepening my voice to mimic my father's, I repeat his words. "Goddamn it, Linda, I'm fucking telling you. Nicole is turning into you when I found you." I changed my pitch to copy my mom. "Oh what now, Richard? How is she anything like me when we first met?" I changed my pitch again. "She's a fucking whore." 

"What the fuck?" Dan asked, taken aback, taking an exit toward a hotel.

"Oh wait, it gets better." I said, normally. I begin to talk from Nicole's side. "Would you like it better if I just fucking died?" I sighed, my breath becoming shaky as I said my dad's last words. "Hell yeah, I don't give a fuck. You were a mistake in the first goddamn place. You can go to hell for all I care, Satan needs a new pass around slut. Say hi to Hitler for me why don't you? Who am I kidding, you'll be too busy with them gangbanging you." 

Within those few moments, I began actually crying. I never cried in front of Nicole. It was something I couldn't physically do, especially when she was already in miserable pain. But, I was her rock. How could I not be with her while she's saying suicidal things? Dan parked the car and held me tight. "I'm so sorry..." He whispered. Despite the rough exterior, he was a huge softie on the inside. "Is there anything I can do for either of you?"

I shook my head, holding onto Dan. "J-Just take me inside. I want to be described as "stoned" and "hammered" right about now." I felt Dan nod against me before letting go. We got out of the car and paid for the night at the room. We were near the top, so any marijuana smell wouldn't be caught on the bottom as much. As I walked into the room, I pulled out my tequila Mountain Dew, downing a lot of it. I was a lightweight when it came to drinking and getting high, so it didn't take much for me to actually become drunk.

About half an hour into our stay, Dan and I were on the way to intoxicated fucking. I didn't care, it was all a part of the Being Friends with Dan Benefits. Soon enough, our clothes were on the floor, just like my thoughts of my fucked up family. Dan pinned me against the wall, fighting for dominance. With his tongue piercing working wonders, I was completely at his will. We stumbled onto the bed, Dan moaning out. "Fuck, Y/N..." He slowly pushed in, holding my body. "I love when we do this." 

I giggled before slapping his arm. "Move, damn it." I leaned up, making out with him again as he began thrusting slowly. I laid all of my moans on his lips until he pulled away. He made his way to my neglected nipples, swirling his barbell around them. I moaned out, bring my hips to meet his. Dan kept going harder and faster. Expletives upon expletives flew from my mouth and I grabbed the bed, feeling my high coming around. 

"I'm so close..." Dan groaned, slowing down a little bit. I yelped as he found my spot. "Got it." He chuckled darkly, kissing my neck. Dan picked up speed again and soon we were rocking the bed.

I moaned out, "Oh my God, Dan..." I couldn't even finish my sentence before I came. Shortly after, Dan let go as well. 

Falling to my side, Dan pulled me closer. "You and Nicole can stay at my house if you want to." He offered. 

"Thanks." I leaned up and kissed Dan softly. "I love you, Dan. I didn't keep you around just for the benefits." I smirked, turning to go to sleep.

Dan cuddled up behind me. "Oh trust me,  I knew all along. And Phil owes me $200 bucks now." I turned, furrowing my eyebrows. "He thought I was going to admit my feelings first." I laughed slightly, shaking my head, settling back down to sleep.

Dan and Phil Imagines and One ShotsWhere stories live. Discover now