Together is enough // phanfiction

Part 36

Dan

Dan couldn't sleep again. He woke up at around midnight from another nightmare and had been lying awake since. He decided instead of staring at the ceiling he could stare at his phone so now he was just scrolling on his tumblr.

A little after 2 o'clock his screen got pulled away from his feed to Phil's name. He was calling him... Why the hell is he calling me?!  For a second Dan considered just hanging up, he really wasn't in the mood to talk to Phil. But he couldn't, he simply couldn't hang up on him. Deep down inside he wanted to talk to him more than anything else.

"Phil?" he said softly into his phone. He heard laughter and music in the background. "Daaaaaaan." Phil screamed into the phone. Dan flinched and pulled his phone away from his ear. "Dan I neeeeed you!!" 

Within a second Dan came to the conclusion that Phil was drunk, very drunk. He was way louder than usual and he was slurring his words. Dan immediately got worried. He knew that Phil wasn't very used to alcohol and he got scared that he wasn't safe.

"Phil where are you?" Dan asked. He heard voices in the background that he didn't recognize. "Guys where are we??!!" Phil yelled to the people around him, bursting out with laughter when he only got "I don't know" as an answer.

"We don't knooooww!" He said while still laughing. Dan got up out of bed and put the first clothes on he saw, putting his phone tightly between his cheek and shoulder.

"Phil look around you, where are you?!" Dan said a little louder this time while putting on his belt. "uhhh..." Dan heard Phil mumbling to himself and then a loud bang. More laughter. Dan sighed while pulling a t-shirt over his head.

"Sorry I dropped you." he heard Phil giggle through his phone. "It's like... next to water. With this tower, like a really big tower. Like whooooshh." Dan couldn't help but laugh just a little bit. Even though Phil sounded like an idiot, it was kinda cute. In his mind Dan went over the places next to water nearby.

"You mean the big wooden tower?" "Yeaaaaaahhh that one!" more giggles from Phil. Dan ran out of his room down the stairs. He didn't really care about being quiet, his mom was the least of his worries right now.

"Phil I'm gonna be there in like ten minutes okay? Don't go anywhere!" Dan quickly grabbed his coat since it was really cold outside. He didn't get a responds, he just heard more people yelling in the background. He decided to hang up and just drive.

He wasn't really driving safely, he was going way too fast and since it was pitch black dark out he couldn't really see past his headlights but he didn't care. Luckily there were no other cars on the road so he was really only a danger to himself.

In 5 minutes he could already see the tower in the distance and hear the music. How nobody had called the police yet was a mystery since they were being really loud. Dan parked right next to the ground and jumped out of his car.

There were a over a dozen people sitting on the grass, every single one of them completely wasted. Empty cans of beer everywhere, a few people making out, a few dancing next to a bluetooth music box blasting pop music. A few heads popped up as Dan walked but nobody seemed to give a fuck.

With his eyes Dan searched the group, he didn't recognize anyone until his eyes fell on a silhouette sitting on the grass right next to the water alone. He quickly identified Phil by the denim jacket he was wearing earlier that day.

Dan quickly ran up to him and kneeled next to him. Phil had his knees pulled up to his chest and his face hidden in between them. "Phil?" Dan put his hand on his back. Slowly Phil lifted up his head. He looked like shit.

"Phil are you okay?" Dan went with his hands through Phil's hair, getting it out of his face. "I feel dizzy." He mumbled before letting his head fall back onto his knees. "Okay, let's get you home..." Dan went to stand back up on his feet but he saw Phil shaking his head.

"No... my dad..." he hummed into his knees. "You don't want to go home?" Dan gently put his hand underneath his chin and raised his head so he could hear him better. "My dad will kill me." he slurred.

Dan nodded, "Okay, you can sleep at my house, is that okay?" Phil blinked a few times and then giggled a little bit. "Yes." he nodded. Dan stood back up but Phil grabbed his hand. "I'm cooooold!" he exclaimed while falling on his back onto the grass. 

Without hesitation Dan took of his coat and pulled Phil back up by his shoulders. Phil automatically held out his arms to make it easier for Dan to put the coat on him. "Is that better?" Dan asked while zipping up the coat. 

Phil smiled at him. "Yes." "Good." Dan nodded and pulled Phil up to his feet. When he stood he immediately lost his balance and Dan had to hold him with both hands to keep him up. "We're gonna walk to my car now." He said while pulling one of Phil's arms over his shoulders.

With one hand he held Phil's arm stable around his neck and with his other arm he held Phil's waist. Like that they walked through the group of drunk people to Dan's car, who still didn't seem to care or notice that one of them got taken away by a stranger, great friends.

Carefully he lowered Phil into the passenger seat and fastened his belt. "Are you comfortable?" he asked as he lifted Phil's feet up and put them in the car. Phil hummed as he nodded. Dan snorted, "I'm gonna take that as a yes." he grinned and closed the car door.

On the way home Dan now drove a lot slower, he also put the heat up and put on some soft music. Phil was just staring out of the window, sliding his fingers along the glass. "You don't like me." he suddenly mumbled halfway through the ride home.

Dan felt guilt hitting him in the stomach as he said that. When he looked over he saw Phil had tears in his eyes. "That stupid cuz I do like you." he sighed and let his head fall back into the car chair dramatically. 

"Phil stop." Dan said, knowing Phil could say some things he wouldn't say if he was sober and he didn't want to take advantage of the fact that he was drunk. "No... you're stupid." Phil spat out, swaying his head from side to side. 

"And you know...." he put up one finger as he was gonna say something really interesting. "I wanted you to be my first." he was really slurring his words at this point.

Dan bit the inside of his cheek out of guilt. He wanted more than anything to tell Phil the truth and hold him and kiss him again, but he knew he shouldn't do that. Especially not when Phil was drunk. 

"And now you can't be my first anymore." Phil sighed sadly and put his hand down. Dan looked at Phil shocked, "What do you mean?!"

Phil didn't look at Dan, he was just staring out of the window again, a tear rolling down his cheek. "Phil what happened tonight?!" Dan said a little louder this time. He could feel himself getting increasingly worried.

"It's ok." Phil wiped his tear away. "Mia is very pretty." he mumbled. "I like her..."