Dan's POV
Bright gleaming light filled the room, curtains still hung by the sides of his windows, the flickering of the dim red light on the computer monitor became a distraction to the sleeping individual. As his eyes peeled open they reflected the soft glow of orange from his uncovered window arrangement.
"je..suuss" he sighed as he sat up making an abrupt sound, rubbing his eyes the returned his feet to the cold wood floor, several things were wrong with this situation.
1. This wasn't his house.
2. Three other people lie in the room near the bed he had just awoke from.
3. It was 4am.
Where the hell was he..
he stood up and the blankets slowly cascaded off his pale body.
adding one more thing to the list as he got up, groaning.
He was completely naked apart from the tiny briefs that lay around his waist, hips and upper thigh.
"Shit" he replied to the sight of his bare legs bare chest and more importantly, bare genitals.
A familiar sight graced him.
His black skinny jeans, his Yeezus shirt, his belt, his grey jumper and his dull grey hightop shoes.
quickly assembling them he noticed the person with long cascading blue hair move her hands and head, she quickly sat up, rubbing her own eyes and staring at a fully dressed stranger.
"ello ther-" she coughed, standing up. "um, hey. Do you happen to uh-" he said scratching the back of his head "know where the hell we are" She scoffed to herself "Me and my friends ere" she exclaimed, pointing to two others lying passed out on the ground "were at a club last night when you approached us, mate i've never seen anyone as plastered as you were" she finished the sentence by laughing "well," he exclaimed "that would explain the cracking headache that is unfortunately blessing my mind thismorning" Rubbing his temples he finished his sentence " would also explain the smell of me, I stink like pondscum" She laughed "anyway" Pulling a cigarette out of her pocket accompanied by the lighter "want one?" she said slipping it into her mouth " it'll help the headache" He held out his hand and she passed him a cigarette, he put it between his teeth as she light it, sucking in the fumes he coughed heavily "you right?" she scoffed, He nodded bringing it up to his mouth again. This time doing it properly. "anyways I better tell you why you're here aye? Well, we were at a club last night, ya know the little nook one in the corner over that way" she pointed somewhere far off in the distance, He nodded as he exhaled. "yeah that one, when you walked up to as, spitting some kinda shit not even Stephen fuckin hawking could understand, something like what have I done phil phil all that bullshit, we were like man" inhaling and exahaling quickly she continued, his eyes transfixed on her. " we were like man we gotta help this guy, this is my bedroom by the way, the name is Casey I share the flat with these guys" she finished by laughing again "we couldn't get a name outta you last night so we didn't bother telling you ours." She pointed to a girl with short pixie cropped blonde hair wearing a short fishnet dress accompanied by big black hoop earrings and large heels " thats Nyxie or Nyxiandra whichever whatever" he stared at Nyxie's small frame for a second admiring her figure and how gorgeous she looked, His eyes moved back to Caseys finger now pointing at a larger girl with long blonde hair wearing a flowing white dress and small black boots "Hayley, Hales" his eyes moved back to Casey, He admired her tiny figure, her misfits teeshirt, black jeans, steampunk boots and nose piercing. She was pretty gorgeous too. " So we thought god this guys cute" He blushed and scratched his head "He needs some good guardian angels to take care of him before he pisses off a local and gets himself a black eye" he blushed again "So we took you here, took off your clothes and tucked you in, not before admiring you of course" his cheeks were now redder than her smuged lipstick "My names Dan" "Oh dans such a cute name" she said punching his arm playfully "Dan" she sighed thinking to herself for a second, "Daniel or just Dan?" "I like to be called Dan but yeah its Daniel" he exclaimed beaming his smile cheek to cheek. "Oh well Dan Daniel, better get home hey?" "Ahah, yeah my flatmate will be wondering where I am" "is that Phil" they both awoke groaning "Shut up case you daft shit" said Nyxie "I second that, let me sleep you ditsy moose" accompanying Nyxie was Hayley's gravel scraped voice Dan inhaled quickly. Exhaling as he walked passed the girls, " Yeah that's Phil ah, Well yeah, hey. Um" he said awkwardly "I got to get going, I'll see you" he walked out the door closing it softly behind him, or so he thought Casey jamming her foot in the door now behind him "going to leave without a hug from your angel?" She extended her arms cigarette in one hand lighter in the other, He extended his arms and they embraced quickly "well seeya Dan Daniel, why don't you have my number or something?" Why wasn't she letting him leave, he needed to get back home "ah sure" he said followed by the quick spurting of his number to a now swiftly typing casey "exits that way Dan Daniel" she beamed pointing toward a door in the far left corner of the room he was now in, he exited the building, but his headache didn't, The cigarette had helped a bit but it was quickly running out, He inhaled once more as he stepped out of the building, Exhaling as he walked by the club Casey was pointing too earlier, Jesus had he really drank that much, He didn't remember a thing! Pacing down the street he was now at the tube entrance, he pulled his oyster card from his pocket being surprised that the contents of his belongings were still intact and more importantly not missing; he put out his cigarette before entering the tube. It was a long ride; he knew where he was when he left Casey's, but how the hell had he gotten there? The last he remembered was being at home cooking food, he hardly even remembered that. Travelling for at least twenty minutes his headache began to subside, his stomach growled with hunger as the tube doors opened and exposed him to the cold wintry London he remembered, When he reached his apartment complex he opened the doors to the stairs, he walked alone to the door of his flat he shared with his best friend Phil he pushed the key in the lock and pushed through the door, travelling up another flight of stairs to the door opening to his hall, He walked in hearing a clatter in the kitchen "Phil?" he called "Who is it?" Dan poked his head around the kitchen door and smiled at a startled Phil, Phil's expression dropped to a low smile "why're you here" this confused Dan. Why else would he be here, he lived here. "Where else would I be?" he asked smirking as we walked the the breakfast bar slumping on one of the three chairs behind it "well last night and all" "what do you mean last night, I don't even remember what happened, I woke up in some random apartment with all these weird girls surrounding me and one told me I was in a club at the west end of the fucking township" The coughed vigorously, last night's drinks threatening his throat "anyways she told me I was plastered when I walked in anyways and they all looked after me" "yeah, you were plastered" Phil smirked as he poured cereals into a bowl "So Phillion, want to tell me what lead up to me waking up in a strangers flat having a casual chat and a smoke" "You had a smoke" Dan scoffed and bored his eyes into Phil " what's so wrong with that" " you never smoke" "Casey said it would help and I bel-" "Casey?" "One of the girls" "Oh." It was silent. "Well" Phil cleared his throat "you and I were celebrating your new subscriber goal with a some cocktails, Pj and Chris included" "I don-" Dan coughed, the drinks from the night before now stung in his throat threatening to make a reappearance. "You don't remember because you had a whole bottle of jacks, three glasses of triple distilled vodka and a few Smirnoff ices" "fucking hell why didn't you guys stop me" "because you were upset over something, we thought you were just letting your emotions go" "so you let me accompany some liver failure and awful headache and a twisting stomach" " you snuck out after we uh, put you to bed" "Casey said I was complaining about hurting you or something, you alright mate?" Awkward silence filled the air and Phils face contorted "well?" "Well Daniel.." "Daniel, you never call me Daniel" "Dan then, Dan, Pj Chris you and I were sitting at the table, and you pulled me into the kitchen and planted a big one on my lips and said "I love you phil" and stumbled away
"oh"