Flashing lights (phan fanfiction)

The Boy in the Eclipse Shirt - Chapter Two

Phils P.O.V

"Do I have to go Chris!" I whined from my bathroom while flatiron img my hair.

"Yes Phil, just hurry up with your hair because we want to leave." PJ said, appearing behind me.

"Fine, but I'm not getting drunk like last time." I said and he nodded.

I finished my hair and was being pulled from my apartment but Chris and Pj.

I didn't bother making myself look mildly fancy like people do when they go to the club so I just wore a shirt with a lion on it and black skinny jeans.

Once we got through the door I was automatically ditched by my friends as they were walking off to the bar with out me.

I just walked over to the not-so crowded area of the bar and ordered a drink of raspberry something. I wasn't actually going to drink it, I just didn't want to look like I was doing nothing.

I was just playing with the striped straw they had given me when I felt the presence of someone next to me.

I was hoping to see Chris or Pj but instead it was a guy with flippy hair and an eclipse shirt.

"Hello" the guy said and I smiled at the fact someone is talking to me.

"Hey." I said back, he must have noticed my accent or something since there was a smirk on his face.

"I'm Dan, I kind of got ditched by my friends so I'm making an attempt at being social." He said and put out a hand so I could shake it.

"The names Phil, I'm in the same situation so I'm just playing with this straw." I said and us Both laugh.

"Wait, did you say your name was Phil?" Dan said with a raised eyebrow and I nodded.

"Yes, I'm pretty sure that's what I said." I said with a confused laugh and the he looked down at his wrist.

"Yeah you did, it's just I have the name 'Phil' on my wrist and that's the whole reason why I came out to the club." He said and I was surprised, I hadn't thought about my tattoo in age but recently it has been feeling like its on fire.

"I have one that says Dan." I said and looked down at my wrist.

"Does yours have a number next to it?" I said to him and he shook his head yes.

"Mine says '11'. And yours?" He said and once again I was shocked and surprised since mine had the same number.

"Same." I said and we both held out our wrists. Our tattoo Mark things matched meaning that we were connected in some way or something like that.

"Well I guess your phil 11 then." He said and I just nodded.

"And I guess your Dan 11" He nodded too. I felt someone pat my back and I looked up to see Pj trying to hold up a drunken Chris. How did he get that drunk?!

"Hey man, I think Chris has had a bit too much to drink and needs to go home." Pj said and I nodded but I didn't want to leave Dan yet but I was the designated driver.

"Okay, yeah, sure. Wait at the car PJ I'll be out in a second." I said to him and they walked out of the club and hopefully to the car without getting injured.

"Well, I'm glad to have finally met the person who has been tattooed on my arm since I was fifteen." I said with a laugh.

"Here's my number so we can stay in touch." I said and handed him a piece I had scrunched up in my pocket for if I met a girl that I liked but I guess Dan could have it since his name is on my arm.

I walked away from Dan and exited the club to find that Chris was running circles around the car and yelling something weird in a heavy Scottish accent.

"Hey, Pj. You know how I have been saying that my tattoo has been hurting recently?" I said and he nodded.

"Yeah, well, it was pretty much on fire in there since I just met the person whose name is on my wrist." I said with a happy smile.

"Wow, that's awesome Phil, was he nice?" He said and I nodded again with a massive smile playing at my lips.

"Yeah, he seems cool." I said and turned my attention to getting home without going crazy from Chris kicking the back of my seat like a little child.