Dan's P.O.V
I was a little drunk, and I knew that. Phil, Chris and I were over at Peej's house having a party to ourselves. I had drunken about 4 glasses of wine although Phil had advised me to stop at the second one. I stumbled around over to Peej and asked him if he wanted to play spin the bottle.
"Uh, sure? I guess?" PJ answered. I took his hand and dragged him over to the carpet where Chris and Phil were already sitting. I leaned in closer to PJ and leaned my head on his shoulder. He looked a little uncomfortable, and pushed me off of him.
"Hey!" Phil yelled at PJ, as I hit the carpet. "What?" He asked as I pulled myself back up and stared at Phil. His eyes sparkled and I looked back at PJ with a sad face. I heard a knock on the door. "Alexis!" Phil said, averting his attention to her. "Hey Phil!" She embraced him and he held her hug. I was most surprised when Alexis leaned in to kiss him.
I felt hurt and slapped her. "OW! DAN WHAT THE FUCK?!" She yelled at me and twisted her head towards me. "Get. Your. Hands. Off. Of. My. Boyfriend." I slurred. Phil spun around to me. "What the hell do you mean, 'Boyfriend?' I'm not even dating you you sick bastard!" I felt like I had been stabbed in the chest. Did he just call me a sick bastard? "But...Dan..." I said slowly and softly. "I-" "Just shut up." He turned back towards Alexis and continued to make out with her. I stomped out feeling worthless.
I had gotten halfway down the driveway when I heard someone say, "Hey Dan! Wait up!" It was Chris's voice. "What?" I asked, wiping tears off of my face. Chris pressed his lips against mine and I had to hold myself steady because of the pressure. I ripped my lips away from his and ran off into the darkness.
