It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night(Phan)

It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night- Chapter 1

A/N:

Hi! So, this is going to be the first official chapter of my new story. I have an idea of what this is about and have a few ideas about things that will happen throughout the story but I'm still not sure what this is going to lead to. Anyways, here is chapter 1 of It Wasn't Just a Drunken Night!

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Dan’s POV

I slowly stood from my bed as my eyes slowly cracked open, trying to adjust to their surroundings. It was 10:00am and that was pretty early compared to the time I usually rose. I slowly balanced myself and shrugged off my morning grogginess. I really wasn’t used to getting up this early but today was a special day. Today was the two year anniversary for me and my girlfriend, Jenna.

I opened the door to my bedroom and walked into the lounge of my flat, not bothering to see how I looked in the mirror. My best friend, Phil, was already at the sofa, sipping on a coffee and eating a bowl of cereal. I didn’t bother to say anything and simply walked into the kitchen to fix myself some coffee and cereal as well.

Phil’s POV

I watched as Dan walked into the kitchen, not saying anything to me. We weren’t fighting or anything but after you live with the same person for four years you can talk to each other just by using body language. “Morning to you too!” I yelled towards the kitchen entry way and took a sip of my coffee.

Dan walked back into the living room and flopped himself down next to me. “Hey,” he yawned, as he took the remote and flipped on the TV to the food network. I noticed how exhausted started to wonder why he was up so early anyways.

“Why are you up so early?” I looked over at him, “You’re usually not up for at least another two hours.” He took a spoonful of his cereal before turning to me, looking like I was supposed to know something? “It’s mine and Jenna’s two year anniversary today!” he chirped, suddenly energetic after the thought of Jenna.

“Oh, right,” I sighed, looking back down at the ground, “Forgot.” Dan finished off his cereal and got up, leaving a dent in the sofa. I watched as the dent slowly rose before looking back up at Dan with confusion. “What are you doing now?” I raised my eyebrows, wondering where he was such a hurry to get to. He walked into the kitchen and I heard him place his cup and bowl into the sink before he reappeared in the lounge. “I have to run out and get things ready for my anniversary date tonight,” he explained as I continued to slowly enjoy my breakfast. I just nodded as a reply before he walked off into the bathroom to do his morning routine.

It’s not that I wasn’t happy for Dan for being able to maintain a relationship for two years, I was. But, something really bothered me about Jenna; she always came off as a bitch to me. She was never grateful for anything Dan did for her, and even though may have not seen that, I did. It killed me to see Jenna use Dan like he was some kind of toy while he was completely oblivious to her ways.

Obviously I was annoyed at Jenna but that wasn’t the only reason why I was so upset with Dan’s relationship. You see, when you’ve know someone so amazing for such a long time; it’s kind of hard not to fall for them. I was completely sure that I was fully in love with Dan, the boy that I would never be able to call mine.

When I told Dan that I was bisexual and he didn’t seemed to mind, he acted as if it would never impact our friendship one bit, but it did. I fell in love with him and I would never be able to let him know because it would tear our friendship completely apart. I could’ve fallen in love with any other gay or bisexual guy in the world, but no, I had to fall in love with my straight best friend who just happened to be in a committed relationship with the world’s biggest bitch.