Empty Classrooms. Phan AU

Chapter 1

Welcome to my new book! I hope you enjoy it. There aren't any major trigger warnings apart from maybe the fact that Dan cheats on Kayla ^-^

Oh and the entire thing will be told in Dan's point of view.

This book will be updated Monday, Wednesday, Friday so yay! Let's get riiiiiiiight into the book!

I knew I had made a mistake as soon as I took the cup from my best friend. It was filled with some dark liquid that didn't look very appealing. I brought the cup to my lips and swallowed, the liquid burning my throat. Mark grinned at me before pulling me over to our group of friends. Jack was already very drunk, clinging to Mark's side as he giggled at nothing. Mark was completely sober since he was in charge of ensuring we all got home safely and he wasn't allowed to drink alcohol anyway. Chris and PJ were tipsy but still pretty aware of the environment around them. Phil was just sipping a cup of what I assumed to be beer but I wasn't exactly the best alcohol-identifier ever.

I downed the rest of the contents of the red solo cup, slamming it down on the table. Mark let out a tiny laugh, muttering, "Calm down, Dan!" I didn't listen to him, turning to grab another drink. Usually I stayed safe and barely finished one drink in a night but I just needed an escape.

Why did I need an escape? Because I was in the middle of so much shit and I wasn't sure what to do about anything. I had an amazing, beautiful girlfriend called Kayla who I loved a lot. As a friend. I was leading her on and I knew that was horrible of me. We were the stereotypical school couple: joint at the hip and constantly talking to each other. She loved me and I could just tell. I didn't want to break her heart so I played along.

Oh and I'm gay. No one knows and I wanted to keep it that way. Having a girlfriend was a good cover up. In my defence, when she asked me to be her boyfriend and I agreed, I thought I had been in love.

I didn't know what love was. I had a better idea now though. It's butterflies in your stomach. It's wanting to never leave their side. It's the heat that spreads across your body when they touch you. I was in love with a boy I couldn't have and it was my best friend. Phil Lester.

So, as I downed another random shot I was handed, my eyes were fixed on him. The room was packed with people but he was the only one I wanted to look at. My gaze followed him as he stood up and approached me. "Dude, you might want to slow down." He said, sitting down beside me. I just shrugged, grabbing another drink. The room was slightly blurry around me and my mind was racing but I didn't care. Alcohol drowned my problems and made me feel like they were nonexistent. I wanted to just get wasted and escape for one night. "Dan? I don't think you should drink any more." He tried to take the cup from me but I moved it out of his reach. "Is something wrong?"

"Yeah," I whispered; it was barely audible over the blaring music. "I don't know what to do anymore."

"About what?" Even in his mostly sober state, he couldn't figure out what had gotten me so down. That was a good thing.

"Everything. I don't wanna do this anymore."

"Do what?" He looked so concerned. I almost came out with the entire truth right then and there but, thankfully, I still had some control over my actions.

"Pretend. No one knows me."

"Dan, I think we should get you home." Phil grabbed my hand, eliciting a wave of electricity up my arm. In my drunken state, I had a serious temptation to kiss him. I wondered what his lips felt like... were they soft? Gentle? Before I knew it, we were outside. The cold air made me shiver but drunken me couldn't have cared less that he had just been wearing a thin jacket. My body was trembling violently and my teeth were chattering but all I could think about was the boy beside me.

Phil had also had some alcohol so he couldn't drive but, luckily, my house was only a few streets away. He dragged me down the path, our hands still intertwined. I never wanted us to part because his hand, along with the alcohol buzzing in my system, was helping me forget about how messed up my life was.

"'M tired, Phil." I mumbled as we turned into my street. We were lucky he knew the way because I was too out of it to even think about where we were going. Putting one foot out in front of the other felt like the hardest thing to me so I was continuously stumbling and using my poor friend for balance.

"I know. You shouldn't have drunk that much..." We went silent until we were standing in front of my house. "Is your mum home?"

"Nope. She doesn't care anyway."

"Keys?" I giggled as I reached into my back pocket and handed Phil my keys. I was growing bored so I was quite defiant as he tried to pull me up the stairs. I was tripping over my own feet until Phil finally got us up to my bedroom. We both sat down cross-legged opposite each other.

"Now, Dan, tell me what you meant by 'you're pretending'?" Phil's voice was soft. It was like a fluffy blanket wrapping around my freezing body. Somehow it turned my stupid giggles into a round of tears. He looked taken aback as my mood flipped and I finally let out all the emotions I had bottled up.

"Love someone else." I simply muttered, unable to form a complete sentence.

"Who?" I glanced up to meet his soft blue eyes and I immediately wished I hadn't. The lighting in the room made his eyes sparkle perfectly and, before I could even think about what I was doing, my lips were pressed against his.

Sober-me would never have done that- even if I had to do it to save my life. Phil's reaction was to wrap his arms around my neck and kiss back. I was shocked that he was reciprocating the action but his kiss was just so gentle. It made me feel so much more at ease and it elicited more of a feeling in my stomach than kissing Kayla would have. We pulled back too soon.

The only sound was our heavy breathing until Phil mumbled, "You should get to bed." He was then very distant as he tucked me into my bed.

What do you think so far?

I'd just like to say that I wrote this a while ago but I was editing it a bit the other day and I think I like it. Usually I'm a bit eh about my books and I don't like them too much but I think this one's okay :)