FGFF ~ Dan and Phil X reader interactive story

9

I tried my best to look my best, but it was hard to think I looked good with the way I felt.

"Phil's here!" Owen called through the flat. I had let him know earlier that I had invited him and he seemed to think it was a good idea.

We were all going out.
I remembered wishing for this when I was with Dan, for us all just to go out, but he never really took me out that often and there was no touching allowed between us in public, one of his rules.

I looked over at him as we walked down the pavement together, we seemed just like everyone else tonight and no one seemed to stop him and ask for pictures and things this time, no one cared who he was or who we were.

I looked at his pretty face lit up by the buildings and shops at night. His hair seemed especially perfect for some reason and his skin looked especially soft. I wanted to touch him so bad.

I liked the way he was going on about something and smiling a little as he did. I finally brought my hand up to his and my fingers barely touched his hand before he pulled away, gave me a confused look and then shook his head disapprovingly.
It hurt so bad.

No one would've cared or noticed if just for a second he gave me one caring touch or something, anything. At the time I told myself I understood, I understood he couldn't make it look like he had a girlfriend. Or maybe he was just ashamed of me, maybe he wasn't ashamed that I wasn't pretty or older.
He never even so much as smiled directly at me in public, he just acted as though I was just following him around like a lost puppy.
It was never really real.

"Come on!" Owen called and I heard Phil agree.

"Sorry " I called back and gave myself a final look in the mirror before heading off into the lounge.

"Good enough." Owen said after taking a look at me.

"You look good." Phil said and gave me a smile.

"Thanks." I smiled back.

It was fun.

Owen refused to drink which was very unlike him but he kept telling me he wanted me to have a good time so I made Phil drink with me.

I threw the drinks back at a pace that it was hard for Phil to even keep up.

The boys took a bathroom break and I sat at the bar and looked through my phone. It was hard to concentrate on what I was seeing because I was so tipsy, but basically what I had gotten from social media was that some people had pieced it together. They remembered seeing a painting like that in one of Dan's Liveshows. I just laughed to myself a little. I had drank way too much to take anything seriously anymore.

"Hey cutie." I saw a guy sit down beside me whom I ignored and stayed on my phone.

"Piss off mate she likes her guys taller and more awkward." I heard Owens voice say as he returned with Phil. The man instantly got up and left muttering something hateful under his breath.

"Umm (y/n)" Phil said.

"Dan just sent me a text saying his life is over because of that video you uploaded."

"What?" Owen asked.

"He's probably just being dramatic." I said.

"I hate to admit it but I think people should've known about you and Dan a while ago." Phil said and almost fell out of his chair but Owen quickly took his arm to keep him from falling. He was quite clearly drunk.

"I know I would've told people." I barely heard Phil say. I looked at Owen who had definitely heard it too and raised an eyebrow at me as if to say I told you so. I rolled my eyes back at him.

I looked at Phil sitting next to me at the bar on his phone and sipping his drink.
He was kind of built like Dan, but he had prettier eyes and nicer. Would he really be so different?... would it maybe even be better?
Phil had made my coffee every morning and knew exactly how I liked it. He cared when my feelings were hurt or if I were sad. He was trying to make sure I didn't suffer too badly over what his best friend had done. The flowers were an awful thing to me and he turned them right into something better as if he were a magician. He even cared enough to figure out the things I liked.
Maybe he would even let me touch him in public.

"Sorry I'm on my phone, Dan is having a fit and asking where I'm at. I just told him I was busy." Phil apologised slightly slurring his words a bit.
It was just like Dan to think the world revolved around him, that everyone lived just for him and had to be there for him when he needed it.

"Guys, I'm out. I'm meeting up with Alex." Owen announced.

"I thought you guys broke up?" I asked confused.

"We did." He said and stood up. "Let me know if you guys make it home okay."
I gave him a nod.

"Nice meeting you, Phil." He told him.

"Nice meeting you too." Phil replied.

When Owen left I leaned my head on Phil's shoulder and he surprisingly leaned his head on mine.

"I'm getting tired. You ready to head home?" I asked.

"Me too. Can we share a taxi so I can make sure you get home alright?" He asked.

"Why don't you just crash at my flat? It's probably better than going home to Dan who's life is somehow dramatically ending." I joked.

"I know, but he needs me too." Phil poured.

"I don't want to be all alone though." I pouted back. I think I won the decision in his mind because he agreed.

In the taxi I couldn't help but look at Phil again. He kind of smelled a little like Dan too now that I was this close to him. He looked out the window quietly almost lost in thought, I wondered what he was thinking about.

"What?" He asked now turning to notice me looking at him.

"Nothing." I answered drunkenly.

"You are so drunk." He laughed.

"So are you." I teased back.

"Only a little."

When we got back to my dark flat I left the lights off and for some reason Phil and I both paused and just looked at each other in the lounge.

"I-" he began but we jumped at the sound of a creak and tiny feet running against the wood floor.

Owens bedroom light flicked on lightly illuminate if the lounge and I looked down to see a fucking teacup poodle trying to jump on mine and Phil's legs.

"Doggie!" I yelled. "There's a doggo in my flat!" I said excitedly.

"Shhhhh!" Came from Owens doorway. Owen then pointed to the sofa and I saw someone sleeping on it. "I got you a pup. I'll explain everything tomorrow. I'll let you uh... get back to..." He trailed off and slowly closed his bedroom.

"I have a dog! I excitedly told Phil who was already loving on it and petting it."

I guess Phil sleeping on the couch was out of the question since it seemed to already be taken.

I told Phil to follow me and he did along with the tiny pooch. There was a food and water dish already filled and in my room. I closed the door behind us and he put the pup down and we looked at each other again.

"I guess we'll have to share a bed for tonight." I said and took my coat off. He didn't object but did the same followed by his shoes.

There was ample space between us in the bed but for the first time since Dan had even left for tour, I didn't feel alone.

"I can't even tell you how much all of this means to me." I began.

"It's no problem." He whispered back.

He smelled so similar to Dan and I felt the overwhelming urge to just cuddle with him. Friends could do that right? Friends cuddled for support. I don't know why but I had this feeling he would let me if I asked.

• Should you cuddle with Phil?