//dan//
its two a.m. the day has been spent mostly sleeping and making out. sleeping schedules are fucked now.
"what time is this junkyard thingy?" i ask.
"three a.m." blue eyes says and kisses me.
"you know.. you still owe me a good ass fuck." i say.
"fuck, youre still on about that?" he laughs, "i thought you took care of it last night."
"i wanked off last night, thats not taking care of it." i say.
"you know, the more im around you, the more obnoxious i come to realize you are." he jokes.
"really? because if youd find me obnoxious, i dont think youd be on top of me." i smirk.
"what makes you think im any good at fucking?" he asks.
"youre a top for one, very intimidating." i say, "feels like youve got a big dick."
"wanna find out for yourself?" he smiles and slowly grinds onto my bulge.
"fuck- yes, thats what ive been asking for." i say with a moan, "please fuck me."
"maybe later." he teases.
"youre an asshole." i say, "get off me so i can go wank off."
"too late to wank off, time to go." blue eyes says and gets off me.
"you planned this shit." i mumble.
"what did i plan?" he asks.
"to get me all worked up and then leave at the last minute- do you know how embarrassed im gonna be having a boner in front of your friends?" i ask.
"later, i promise curly boy." he says, "i have a boner too, im gonna be more embarrassed."
"you better keep that promise." i say and we are already out the door.
we walk a good two miles to a remote junkyard.
"i already texted them and told them to not say my name so dont worry about that." he says.
"i feel like this is a murder scene." i say.
"what happened to me being nice?" he laughs.
"im sorry, this place is sketchy." i laugh.
we see a group of people outside and blue eyes assures me its okay.
"dont you remember the first time we met? i fucking hate people." i say.
"i know. itll be fine, babe." he says.
"whyd you call me that?"
"hey pj." blue eyes says and does a very long and complicated handshake with the other boy- pj, dismissing my question.
"hey- shit. name. right." pj says, "whos this?"
"curly boy." blue eyes says.
"hes the anonymous lad youve been talking about." he says.
"you talk about me?" i ask blue eyes.
he shrugs and smiles.
"this is pj. mark, sean, and james." blue eyes says, introducing me to everyone.
"you must really trust," pj points to blue eyes, "for all you know, he could be a murderer."
"why does everyone say that im a possible murderer? im nice!" blue eyes frowns.
"it may be an act." sean or james say.
im not sure exactly who is who.
"fuck you." blue eyes laughs.
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bad boys // phan
Fanfiction"what are you doing here?" -"i could ask you the same thing." in which dan and phil live in two different towns and have never seen each other apart from when they go out at night to cause as much trouble as they can. they always end up in the same...
