Just Friends (Phil Lester x Reader)

Part 17 - Regrets?

"So..." Phill started, your head darted up and your eyes found his. "Um... Sorry about Dan, he's um..."

"Telling the obnoxious truth as always," you laughed. Phil laughed as well it seemed as though everything was back to normal. Only for a second though because as soon as you both finished laughing, you were in silence again.You both stood there for a few moments and you decided it was your turn to speak.

"Sorry about... you know... leaving and not contacting you for two weeks. That was childish of me." You admitted your gaze finding the floor.

"No Y/N, it's my fault. I should have called you, maybe I shouldn't have let you leave those weeks ago, maybe I shouldn't have tried to-" Phil was suddenly cut off by a drunk Felix (PewDiePie).

"Hey it's PEWDS!" He shouted shoving a drink in each of your hands. "Drink!" He encouraged, you looked to Phil and he gave you a sympathetic look as to say that Felix wasn't leaving unless he saw you drink the alcohol. You shrugged and downed the cup, Phil quickly followed. The alcohol burned your throat slightly which made you wince a little. The people around you cheered and then turned back to whatever they were doing, Felix disappearing again. You turned back to Phil continue your conversation, maybe it would be a little easier to have after the kick of confidence the drink just gave you.

But Phil unfortunately, wanted a bit more confidence, he excitedly grabbed your hand and dragged you through the crowd.

"Where are we going, Phil?" You complained.

"To the bar!" Phil replied eagerly. You sighed realising this was going to be a long night.

~~~~~:Time Skip! Brought to you by Phil's version of twerking...:~~~~~

You had quickly realised that Phil's alcohol tolerance was one of a 10-year-old, not that high. After about two glasses of beer and 4 shots, Phil was dancing on the bar top, shirtless. He had climbed up on the bar and tossed his shirt into the crowd, you tried to get it back but it had already be torn and trampled on. Now nobody could tell you that you hadn't tried to stop Phil because you did.

You tried to reason with him.

"Come on Phil lets go back to Dan."

"No Y/N I wanna dance. Dance with me!"

"No Phil we need to come away from the bar. You need to stop drinking and come with me to find Dan."

"No! I wanna DANCE!"

You tried bribing him.

"Come on Phil if you come with me you'll... get more beer."

"That's not true the beer is here!.. Hey, that rhymes!"

"Well... If I have another shot will you come with me?"

"How about you have another shot and dance on the bar with me!" Phil is quite good with comebacks when he's drunk.

You tried threatening.

"Phillip Michael Lester if you do not come with me right now, I will steal your phone for a week!" You said in a stern tone.

"Dan won't let you! Ha!"

"Well... I'll..." You weren't very good with threats.

"Come on Y/N/N lets dance!" Phil said tugging on your wrists.

You tried begging.

"Please Philly, just come down. It's not safe!"

"No!"

"Pretty please with cereal on top!"

"Nope!"

And finally, you tried physically dragging him away from the bar. However, that was unsuccessful as you were considerably smaller than Phil and he also had some kind of new found strength that didn't allow him to collapse at the slightest push.