Red Alert Romance (Sequel Tip Toe Romance A Dan Howell/Danisnotonfire Fan Fic)

Carrie? Corey!?

(LIZA)

"So, Sam." I begin after we sit down with wonderful dinner that Dan has made. "hmm?" she questions with her mouth full of food. "We need to do this bacholrette party, don't we?" PJ chokes on his food and begins coughing loudly. Phil hits him on the back and he begins coming back to normal. "You alright there Peej?" Dan asks patting his back with a worried look on his face. "Yes.. but am I missing something?" He says looking me dead in the eyes. "Oh, yeah... none of us have told you yet.. have we?" I mutter taking a drink of my Ribeana. "Tell me what?" He demands, never breaking eye contact with me. It's getting uncomfortable, but he seems completely unfazed. "I'm engaged....." Me and Sam say together, almost harmonizing. His face falls but then perks up again. He's hiding something. "I'm so happy for you all!" He shouts still covering something with his smile. He breaks his stare with me and looks back down to his food, never picking his head up again for the rest of dinner. "So, Sam. As we were saying! How about tomorrow?" She rolls her eyes and looks at me. "Liza, honey, these things aren't that simple. They take planning.."  I jump up and screech, "Gah! You and your planning! Can't you be spontaneous for once? Lets just go out tomorrow night,  get really really drunk and have a good time! Sound like fun?" I tower over her and he face brightens up. "You know what? Let's fucking do it!" She shouts and we jump up and down like teenagers. Both Dan and Phil's faces drop and Peej's seems to.. lighten? "What boys?" I say raising an eyebrow. "Oh they are just being worriers!" Sam walks over to Phil and gives him a reassuring hug from behind and I do the same to Dan. "Just don't get too drunk..." Dan mutters "LIKE HELL WE WON'T!" Sam and I yell and we waltz over to her room.

(DAN)

"Fuck." I mutter and hold my head in my hands. "Oh! Come on guys!" PJ says standing up. "They are grown ups! They won't do anything! They... love you guys." He says throwing his arms around us. "We know. It's just.." Phil begins. "We worry." I finish for him. He nods at me and we turn to PJ. "I know I know, but it;s not like they are going to go and snog loads of guys and do them in the middle of the bar!" He shouts and I feel kind of ill. "Something like that has happened before." I mutter a I feel a sharp sting on my left cheek. "LET. IT.GO DAN!" Phil shouts at me. "It's in the past and they is nothing you can do about it now! Get over it! She's smarter now. Let's not forget that it was also partially your fault!" I look at him and nod, still holding my cheek. He's right. I was being a numpty. I step out of the room and see Sam and Liza picking out clothes for tomorrow. I really hope nothing happens. "Oh, hey Dan." Liza says throwing her arms around me and I do the same. I kiss the top of her head and let her go. "Just be safe." I say muffled by her hair. "Don't worry , love." She whispers back, and now I know everything will be okay.

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(LIZA) 

My makeup is on and so is my dress and I am ready to leave. I smooth my hands over my black sparkly dress that is smooth just above my breasts. I have a matching clutch in my hand and I pull out my lip gloss and dab it on. I can't wait for this. Sam and I haven't gone out in ages. This is my last chance to do this before I'm married. Sam waltzes out with her hombre hair flowing behind her in perfect curls. She has a bright yellow dress with black polka dots covering it. Her shoes are tall yellow heels with black ribbon laced up the black. We are a hot couple. We nod at each other and we know that we are ready. We link arms and head out the door. The boys decided to round up Chris and they would take their bachelor party tonight as well. We didn't tell them where we were going, though. That's the last thing we need, one of the boys smothering our fun with protection. We exit the complex and our shoes hit the hard pavement. We hail a taxi and we are beaming with excitement. 

"Are you ready for some fun?" Sam says with a large grin. "Hell yeah!" I shout and we enter the taxi. I give him the address of teh best club in London. WE know we are close when we hear the bass pounding from inside a building. We both leap out of the taxi and Sam pays him. We get let in right away and I am blinded by blinding lights. "I'm going to get a drink. Want one?" Sam says leaning close to my ear. "Yeah, you know what I like." I shout back to her in reply.  I take a deep breath and look through the crowd. I don't see Dan, Phil, Peej or Chris. Good. They stayed out of here. I step into the dance floor with all the hot, sweaty, drunk, bodies and begin to sway to the music pumping through my ears. Sam soon appears with my mango daceri. I say a quick thanks and we begin to dance. Both of us look like flailing octopus', be we don't care. This is our last hurrah as "single" people and we are going to live it up! In the distance I see a petite girl that looks slightly familiar dancing on a table in just a skirt and a bra on. Her curly blonde hair sways as she dances with one drink in each hand. He is clearly very very drunk and guys are swarming around her, hoping to get lucky no doubt. Oh my god! "Oh my god!" I shout to Sam. "Is that Carrie???" I shout and she gasps. I see a tall brown haired guy, that also looks familiar, pull her down from the table and whisper something in her ear. She giggles and he pulls her towards the bathroom. I pull off my heels and storm towards them. As I get closer I begin to see features of the one man that almost ruined my relationship.. Corey. 

"What the hell are you doing?!" I shout coming to him. I break his grasp from her and he gives me a look of surprise.. and anger. "I'm not going to let you take advantage of another drunk girl!" Carrie looks hurt yet still giggly. "Oh calm down sweetheart, we were just going to have some fun." She giggles into his ear, touching him playfully. "Hell no!" I shout and I shove her back and cue Sam to grab her. A hand comes out of the strobe lights and slaps me hard on the cheek and a knee hits me in the gut. I double over and cough heavily, trying to regain my composure. I feel a strong hand grasp me and pull me away. I see dark brown hair and a comfortable smell. I know it's Dan and I soon black out.

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My eyes flicker and I see a person in front of me and one to the side. I feel sore and numb. The man in front of me smiles and dabs a wet cloth on my head. I look around and see that I'm in a bathroom. All the memories flood back and I realize that I'm probably still in the club. I hear heavy bass and puking ringing clear, it makes me want to puke myself. My vision becomes clear when I see Peej in front of me and see Sam next to me, holding my hand. "Where's Corey?" I say groaning at the soreness of my stomach. "He got kicked out after the whole fiasco. Thank god Peej dragged you out of there." Sam says hugging me lightly. "Peej?" I ask. "I thought Dan pulled me out of there." My head is pounding and PJ dabs my head again."No, it was me. Dan's out still drinking. They were pretty drunk when I left. They most likely don't know I'm gone." He says with a crooked smile on his face. I only nod slowly and slump my back against the wall. "I'm going to go check on Carrie." Sam mumbles and then stumbles off. Oh yeah, that's whose puking. I can't imagine how much alcohol she's ingested tonight. "How are you feeling, Liz?" Peej asks moving next to me. "Okay, I guess. Thank you by the way." I groan. "Oh, it was my pleasure. I like playing superman." I chuckle lightly and groan again. Laughing hurts. "I'm serious. I don't know what would've happened to me. I could've gotten trampled by drunk party goers." I joke and Peej only chuckles. A piece of hair falls into my face and he swipes it out of my face and behind my ear with delicate, tender fingers. He touch lingers on my skin and then disappears. He softly closes his eyes and cups a hand behind my neck. His lips close the distance between us. I was waiting for my body to react, but it didn't. I just let him kiss me. His lips are soft and sweet, but I don't kiss back or pull away. I just sit there, with my lips slightly pursed, unmoving. All of a sudden, our touch disconnects and I hear a thump I fling my eyes open to see PJ against the door of the stall holding his head and wincing. The pain on my cheek returns again as I see an very pissed off Sam standing above me.