A/N I don't own Dan or Phil (Ohmygosh, can you imagine?) or Ed Sheeran or any of his music, so yeah. I hope you guys like this, it will be quiet short, but I've got a lot on longer ones coming. I just want to say a thank-you to DovahFinn for just being great in general! Yay! So I hope you guys enjoy! –Harrypottergleek97 (I really need to change my name, made this account like 2 years ago?)
Drunk
Chapter one: A normal day
Dan was slumped on the sofa watching something random on the TV. He was still half asleep, and he felt himself drifting in and out of consciousness. He widened his eyes, trying to stay awake. It was around 8 in the morning, and Dan had given up trying to go back to sleep. It was like this every night. Either he couldn't sleep at all, his mind was so full of thoughts, so many he couldn't keep them all in line. They shouted over each other, trying to get his attention. It gave him a headache. They were all about the same thing though. The same person. If he wasn't lying in bed trying to get his mind to shut up, he was asleep and waking up gasping for air, jolted from another terrible nightmare. He knew he called out in his sleep, calling for what he wanted, what he always lost in his dream. Either he didn't call loud enough, or his roommate couldn't hear him in his deep, perfect sleep. That was good though. That would be an awkward conversation to have after all. Last night had been particularly bad though.
He had gone to bed quiet late, around quarter to two. He had been editing his latest video, but he was distracted by other thoughts. Eventually he gave up. The video wasn't any good anyway, he was too distant. He sighed, shutting down the computer, and stood up stretching, deciding to go to bed. He had fallen asleep quickly, he shut his eyes and almost immediately he was drifting. Next thing he knew, he was stood on one side of the living room, with Phil on the other. Phil was screaming at him, his face bright red, all the beauty and innocence gone from it. "Get out! GET OUT! I don't want you anywhere near me!" Dan felt instant guilt wash over him. Whatever had upset Phil, it was Dan's fault. Of course it was, he ruined everything he cared about. "I'm sorry Phil. I'm so so sorry" he whispered, his voice hoarse. Suddenly Phil was flying across the room, screaming at him "Get out! Leave me alone you sicko!" Dan flinched as a fist smashed into his cheek. He didn't move though, didn't run. Whatever was coming, he deserved it. Suddenly, Phil was gone. Dan ran around the flat, looking for him, calling his name. "Phil?" He was gone. The whole world seemed darker, as it always did when Phil wasn't there. Phil with his bright light, his childlike happiness. His words echoed in Dan's head "Go away."
That's when Dan had woken up, crying. "Phil" he murmured, before walking out of his bedroom. He paused outside Phil's door, and placed an ear against it, listening. He could hear Phil's deep breathing, and he sighed. He always had to check, check that Phil was still there. Then he padded into the living room, glancing at the clock. Half past four. He sighed again, and slumped on the sofa.
It was just gone eight when Phil wandered in, yawning. He nodded slightly at Dan, before wandering into the kitchen. Dan heard him open the fridge and then Phil's voice called "Cereal?" Dan thought for a moment and called back "Ok" before getting up to help Phil. He was stood next to him, placing spoons into the bowls, when Phil asked curiously "What are you doing up this early? There isn't a llama apocalypse scheduled today that I've forgotten about?" Dan chuckled lightly and said "No. I want to reply to some fan e-mails before we go to the party tonight, and you know how long it takes me." Dan saw Phil frown slightly and then he said "I did tell you about the party! I didn't forget again, no way!" Phil nodded at him grinning. "Ugh, I'm such a ditz!" Phil laughed and Dan continued "Anyway, do you remember Nathan?" Phil nodded and said "The one from uni?" Dan smiled "Yeah. He's throwing a party, just a few mates from uni and that, he said you could come to" Phil sighed and said "Dan, if it's all the same to you, I think I'll miss this one. I'm not feeling great" Dan was automatically in his arms, hugging him. "What's wrong?" he asked, alarmed. Phil sighed again "It's nothing serious, I'm just a bit tired, that's all." Dan let go of him and stared at him intently for a moment before saying "I can stay with you here if you want" Phil shook his head quickly and said "No, you go, see your mates. I'm probably going to have an early night anyway" Dan gave him another quick hug before they walked back into the living room with their food. "Are you sure?" Dan asked, still sounding worried. "Yeah" Phil whispered.