FGFF ~ Dan and Phil X reader interactive story

10

I couldn't do that. I couldn't cuddle Phil, I was just drunk and wanting affection and you shouldn't bring Phil into it like that.

"Goodnight Phil."

"Goodnight." He answered.

I rolled over and quickly fell asleep.

I woke up to whining and looked to see the sun hadn't quite come up yet. I groaned as the puppy licked my face and continued to whine.

"I can do it for you." Phil said.

"You're the greatest friend ever." I said but put the pillow over my head to drown out my hangover.
I felt him get out of bed beside me and apparently he found a leash somewhere because I heard him call for the dog and a jingling of a leash and something else. I heard the door to the flat open and close and I thought about a few things.

What the hell was wrong with me last night? What did I almost do? This could've been so bad if I were to have slipped up and made a drunk decision, I could've almost been Owen.

"Here princess." I heard a voice so chipper it made my headache worse. I brought you and your new boyfriend some medicine for the hangover and a tall glass of water, because I know you like them tall. I saw him taking your dog out."

"Thanks, now go away and don't call him that." I groaned.

"Okay, but he likes you." He said as he left my bedroom.

A few minutes later Phil cane back into my room and laid back down.

"Owen wanted to play with the puppy and the man on the couch asked me if I was your famous YouTuber boyfriend." He said slightly confused "I didn't know how to answer it because I thought it would be weird to try to explain."

And honestly he was right, it would be weird.
I finally sat up in bed and looked at Phil with his messy black hair.

"You're a sleep mumbler." He said making me laugh.

"No way, what did I say?" I asked.

"I couldn't really tell, but you did say my name at least once.

"Wow. That had to be awkward for you, I'm sorry." I apologised.

"Kind of funny really."

I decided to change the subject and give him the medicine and the water, of course Owen only brought one glass so we shared it.

"So what do you have planned for today?" I asked.

"I should probably make sure Dan's alright."

"I'm not sorry I posted it. It's my art, it's how I feel, it's mine and that's something he can't take away." I said.

"I know, he's just over reacting because I'm not there right now. It's not that I'm choosing sides it's just that-"
He was cut off by his phone wringing.
"One second." He said and looked at it after fishing it out of his pocket.
"It's Dan."

Before I could say dear god please no he had already answered it.

"Yeah?" Phil asked.

"I don't know what I'm doing, there's so much shit that's hitting the fan right  now. Where have you been? Your texts from last night were all misspelled and made no sense."

I sat there and just listened to Dan's voice.

"I was busy with something." Phil replied.

"I think you were drunk and ignoring me. You've been ignoring me a lot lately actually. I need you right now and you know I do."

"It doesn't matter what I was doing and I'm not ignoring you I just couldn't-"

"Hey sluts! I made waffles! Yeah!" Owen yelled as loud as he could on the other side of my door.

"Was that-"

"No." Phil interrupted instantly making him look even more guilty.

"That was Owen." Dan accused.

"Owen? I'm at a friend's house. I don't even have a friend named Owen. You're starting to lose it, Dan."

"Did someone call for me?" My bedroom door opened and Owen popped his head through and asked. I shook my head rapidly at him and Dan had gotten quiet on the other end, I could hear it from how close I sat to Phil.

"What? Why don't you guys get out of bed and come have some of my waffles?"

I groaned, it was over.

"Shut up!" I whisper yelled at Owen.

Phil gave me a scared look and put the phone on speaker now.

"Yeah, you're at (y/n)'s that's where you were drunk with her last night and now you're in her bed." Dan finally came to his conclusion.

"Shit." Owen whispered and left.

"I-I-I" Phil stuttered.

"(Y/N) I know I'm on speaker phone and I know you're right there next to him in your bed, so say something." Dan said but I went silent and Phil and I quietly looked at each other.

"Just say anything."  I still just said nothing.

"You won't answer the phone for me, you won't talk to me, but you'll fuck my friend and have him talk to me while you're right there? That's fucked up. You should've just talked to me, there was no need for revenge this bad." I still said noting.

"Fuck you both." Dan said and hung up.

"Oh god." Phil ran his hand stressfully through his hair. "I've got to go." He stood up and got his coat and shoes on.

"I'm sorry." I apologised.

"He's just upset right now, there was nothing either of us could've said or done to stop him from accusing things like that. He know I wouldn't do that to him, but he's so angry he can't think clearly." Phil explained. "I promise I'll text you later."

I told him goodbye and I sat in my room alone a minute.
What was I doing? This was turning into a real mess.

The door was slightly cracked open and I heard it squeak open a little more. Before I could tell Owen to get out, the tiny little poodle scampered into my room and tried to jump onto my bed but it missed, the second time it made it and got up into my lap.

I spent some time drawing little doodles of my new dog on my bed sadly, maybe I could make an animation of it and it could maybe be a part two of my first pet video.

I looked at the tiny dog and petted what I now realised was a lady pupper, and began brainstorming name ideas but I only found one that really fit as I looked down at my floor at all the pieces of flower that Phil and I had missed cleaning up.

Petal
That would be a cute name.

I checked the time on my phone and realised I had been in here hours just being depressed since Phil had left.
I also realised I had a text from Dan.

"I feel like we should meet up and talk if either of us want to get past this. You deserve to know the truth just like you said in your note. I feel like if we do this there won't be any hard feelings anymore and if you want we can move on."

If I want we can move on? Was he implying that I had ever wanted this? He was acting like I suddenly had a choice.
I wanted to tell at him, I wanted to understand and get closure on this. I wanted him to know Phil staying over wasn't what he thought.
But on the other hand I knew it would hurt to see him, I knew I would most likely cry.

• Should you see Dan?