Together is enough // phanfiction

Part 35

Phil

After school all the guys went to Spencer's house. Even though everyone had been really nice to him so far this kinda freaked him out. He'd never been to a friend's house except for Dan's and never with this many people.

"Spencer? Can I grab a beer?" Dennis yelled at him while he walked into the kitchen as Spencer just closed the front door behind Phil. "Yeah sure, they're in the second fridge!" Spencer yelled back and put a hand on Phil's back as Phil's jaw dropped.

You walked straight into the living room which was freaking huge. The interior was stylish black and white and you could directly look up to the second floor. Big stairs with glass railings went around the side of the living room.

It looked fucking expensive and Phil had never seen a house like this. And this was just the first room. Spencer chuckled as he saw Phil's expression. "Welcome my friend." He walked past him towards laughter coming out of the kitchen.

Phil slowly followed him while he tried to take up as much as the house as he could. Big abstract paintings covered the walls and lights were all over the ceiling making everything look shiny.

In the kitchen Bart was sitting on the counter drinking a beer, Dennis opposite of him spinning around on a bar stool. "Phil catch." Spencer threw him a beer from the fridge. Hesitantly Phil stared at the can he just caught, he had only ever drunk with Dan.

Bart was now chugging his beer with Dennis cheering him on, still spinning around. Spencer just shook his head laughing while he opened his own beer. "Idiot." he mumbled. Phil got this feeling in his stomach, not too obvious but it was there. Like he was doing something bad, like he wasn't suppose to be here or do these things.

Bart put the empty can next to him on the counter and smashed it down with his fist. "That's one." He smirked proudly. "Easy dude, you don't want to be drunk before the party has even started." Spencer grabbed the empty crushed can and put it in the bin next to the fridge.

"Party?" Phil frowned, nobody had told him about a party. "Yeah it's Friday." Spencer shrugged, like that was an answer. Phil's still very confused expression told him it wasn't. "On Fridays we party." He put his hands in the air and moves his hips as if he was dancing.

"Every Friday?" Phil raised his eyebrows in surprise. Bart and Dennis bursted out in laughter. Spencer just chuckled slightly and nodded. "Yep, every Friday. My parents make a lot of money but they're almost never home so I can have a party almost every weekend."

"And we thank them by drinking all of their beer." Bart smiled while opening his second beer. "Who is coming?" Phil tried to hide his surprise, not wanting to look stupid. Spencer shrugged, "No clue." "Whoever wants to come." Dennis took another swig.

Phil looked back down at his beer. Was he really gonna do this? Go to a party with people who didn't even know he existed a few weeks ago? Drink? Smoke? Become one of the people he always despised?

Spencer gave Phil a look like he knew what he was thinking. Then a smile crept onto his face. "Mia is gonna be there." Phil looked up a little fast with a hopeful face, causing the boys to laugh. "Dude you're acting like you've never kissed a girl before." Dennis grinned.

Phil bit his lip and looked back down again in shame. 

"Duuuuuudeeee..." Bart exclaimed. "Really?" he screwed up his face in confusion. "What, you're like 18?" 

"Next month yeah..." Phil hummed. For a second it was quiet and the guys just looked at each other. "Well..." Spencer nodded. "Let's change that then." he walked up to Phil and patted him on the back. "We're gonna get you laid tonight my friend." he grinned.

Dennis raised his beer. "To Phil." Phil looked up slightly surprised but saw he was serious. Bart en Spencer raised their can as well. "Welcome to the club." Spencer grinned as Phil opened his can.

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The guys ate pizza for dinner and afterwards the people came walking in. At nine there were over fifty people there with still new people coming in every minute. Half of the people there Phil didn't even recognize from school.

Everywhere people were playing drinking games, dancing or making out. Phil was awkwardly standing in the corner of the kitchen. Spencer introduced him to the first ten people to arrive but very soon the people were arriving faster than Phil could memorize names. 

So now he was just standing there, Bart and Dennis were talking to people he didn't know and he felt too weird to join them and Spencer had left to go pick up Jessica and Mia. 

Phil watched the people coming into the kitchen, grabbing a drink and leaving. Some he recognized, only they became more drunk every time they came back for a drink. He only had two beers but that was enough to make his head slightly dizzy so now he was just holding his third one.

Just when he had enough and moved to leave Spencer entered the kitchen with his arms wrapped around Jessica. "What do you want to drink babe?" he asked her while pouring himself a drink. "I want wine." she said while twisting a lock of hair around her finger. 

"Babe, that's in the cellar." he said while sighing. She raised an eyebrow at him, like asking why that would be a problem. Spencer rolled his eyes in response and mumbled some small words of protest. "Girls am I right?" He said to Phil while walking back out of the kitchen.

Phil gave Jessica a small awkward smile. She just looked at him like he was dirt and turned around to follow Spencer. "Mia is waiting for you." she yelled before going out of sight.

Phil took a deep breath and brushed over his clothes. In the reflection of his phone he checked his hair. He really wanted to do this right. He wanted to get over Dan. No he needed to get over Dan. And Mia was pretty, like really really pretty. And she wanted him and Dan didn't want him, so that would make it pretty simple right?

Nervously Phil walked out of the kitchen into the living room, his eyes searching the room. People everywhere laughing loudly, yelling, singing and dancing. But in between all those people he saw her standing there. She was leaning against the wall, looking at her feet. Her hair was hanging down in big curls. She was wearing a black cocktail dress with black sneakers.

When she looked up and saw Phil she got that beautiful smile again. Phil walked over quickly and came to stand next to her. "Hi..." he scratched behind his ears, giving her a awkward smile. "Hi Phil." she bit her lip. "How's your first party going so far?"

"My..." he looked up confused. She giggled, "Yeah Spencer told me in the car." "Great." Phil nodded, clenching his jaw. Well if she was ever interested she definitely isn't anymore, thanks Spencer. 

She laughed again, "Relax Phil." she put her hand on his shoulder. "I like that you're not like every guy here." she shrugged, "Those guys get boring after a while." Phil raised his eyebrow. "Really?"

She nodded and took a step closer. "You're not boring." she smiled. Phil could feel his knees shaking slightly and suddenly he felt really hot. "You... ehm... you wanna get a drink?" he pointed to the kitchen.

She giggled as she came even closer. "I'd love a drink."