Phan One Shots

Find Me At The Party

Dan's POV

I stumble through the house party, pushing people aside and tripping over many cups and balloons, whilst trying to search for the only person I care about at this godforsaken party. Why did I even agree to come? I hate parties, always have and always will; I'd much rather be at home, snuggled on the sofa in a blanket beside Phil, watching anything. My mind drifts to home and how peaceful it is and how I could be there now with Phil, yearning for his touch... Yes, okay, I have a huge crush on Phil, there I said it, happy? That's not what is important right now though, finding Phil is.

Chris spots me from down the hall and waves me over, "Where have you been?"

"Looking for Phil," I yell over the booming music.

"Oh, did you find him?"

I shake my head and scan the many faces surrounding me. Still no sight of Phil. Where could he possibly be? I told him before we came not to leave my sight, because we both know what I'm like alone at a party. I get nervous, anxious, scared and it all turns into a panic.

"I'm sure he's fine," Chris smiles and walks me out to the garden.

My eyes trail across the garden finally landing upon two guys towards the back, in-between the bushes. I squint, suddenly feeling a little bit like a perv, but as I go to avert my eyes, I notice Phil's iconic blue eyes. They look... scared? I then notice that the other guy has his hands all over Phil and an anger burns within me like never before.

The thought of someone touching Phil like that! My hands clench into fists and a sickness forms in the pit of my stomach. Is he enjoying it? No, he looks scared right? Or is that what I want to see? I take a deep breath to puff out my chest.

"What are you doing?" Chris laughs at my puffed out chest.

"Who's that guy with Phil?"

Chris turns to look and gasps, "Shit that's creepy John."

My head snaps to Chris, "I'm sorry, who?"

"Creepy John, he's the known creep at parties."

The anger within me boils and before I know it, I'm sprinting across the garden towards Phil and 'Creepy John'. Phil's eyes are squeezed shut and now that I'm closer, I can see that Phil is trying to push the guy off of him. My hands reach forward, grabbing the back of John's blue t-shirt and yank him backwards off of Phil and onto the floor.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I yell at John and press my foot against his chest so that he can't move. "How dare you put your filthy lips against his!"

"I didn't know he had a boyfriend!" John protests and struggles to push my foot off of his chest. Once he does, he scampers backwards and stands, brushing off the grass. "Dude, honestly. I didn't know. He didn't say."

"I'm not his boyfriend."

"Oh..." John frowns.

"Just fuck off and leave him alone," I say bitterly.

He runs off back into the party, leaving me alone with a solemn looking Phil.

"Phil, are you okay?" I ask softly and place a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Did he hurt you?"

He shakes his head before burying his face into my chest, as he chokes back his sobs, "I'm sorry!"

"For what?" I frown, whilst combing my fingers through his hair.

"F-for kis-sing that g-guy," Phil sobs into my chest, gripping on tighter to my t-shirt.

"You don't have to apologise. He's the one who forced you, right?"

He shakes his head again and I pull away.

"He didn't force you?" I ask and my chest begins to tighten at the thought of Phil wanting to kiss someone else.

"No."

I push Phil away and stare at him for a moment before I speak, "Are you fucking kidding me right now?"

"I was - I don't - I just."

"Spit it out! Phil!" I shout, tears brimming in my eyes. "Why would you want to kiss someone like that?"

"He's not the one I wanted to kiss tonight, but I can't kiss them, so I wanted to feel loved in some shape or form!"

"That is not love in the slightest, Phil."

"I know."

My gaze drops to his shoes and I can't help the disappointment in my voice as I ask, "Who did you want to kiss?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It does to me," I say harsher than meant, my gaze now back to his teary eyes. I'd give anything to hold him in my arms, wipe away the tears and kiss him like he should be. With love.

His eyes meet mine and for a moment all that could be heard were our ragged breaths against the rustle of the bushes in the breeze. Somehow the party music doesn't reach here and I'm glad it doesn't. I don't think this conversation would be great with us both trying to shout over music.

"I wanted to kiss you, Dan. Okay? There I said it. Are you happy now that—"

I step forward, place my hand behind his head and place my lips against his in a sweet, love giving kiss. Our lips mould as one and as cliche as it sounds, fireworks erupt within me. For too long have I yearned for these lips, to taste the sweetness that is Philip Lester, to know the touch of him and his love. Finally, I know. Finally I can express my love for him without fear.

I pull away, leaning my forehead against his, as I smile softly, "Then you should have found me at the party."

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A/N: This one was a bit short, sorry about that, but I had to write it on my IPad as my laptop isn't well and I prefer writing on my laptop so much more, I feel like I can express my creativity better, which I know sounds stupid. But anyway, here you go. I kinda liked this one. I liked the concept, just could have been longer :D

I just wanted to say a huge thanks to those still reading these one shots, it means a lot to me!