(Dan's POV)
After a short walk to the club, and a stop at the kebab shop. The club, which was very full. Well, it was a Saturday night which means more gross sweaty people to avoid. I order two jäger bombs, I would get one for Phil, but he went to the bathroom as soon as we arrived. Bad kabab I guess.
After an hour, I somehow managed to lose Steph and I stumbled around looking for her. The bitch was sitting on some guys lap snogging him. Angry and drunk, I turn back to the bar to get absolutely pissed. It worked, and so was Phil.
Phil, with his perfect eyes and luscious that I just need to touch at least once, and the ass on that boy...damn.
I drunkenly walk up to Phil and without saying a word crash my lips into his. He was different to Steph, softer, more gentle. What am I doing?
::authors note::
Oh hi there, so, I'm trying not to bore you too much with this story but most of it would be Phil's thoughts. Tell me what you think. C: excuse the italics, I have no clue what i'm doing.
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It started out with a kiss (phan fanfic)
RomantizmDan and Phil are both secure in their sexualities, what happens after a drunken night in London town? And will it last? (Trigger warning for eating disorders and slight depression.)
