Sleeping City- A Dan and Phil Fanfiction
Your point of view
You had left your parents' house 2 years ago to live in London, staying in a small 1 bedroom apartment you spent most of your nights either working, watching television or viewing videos on YouTube. The bar you worked in paid you a small pay that barely covered your apartment's fee and after two years of living on the bare necessities you had begun to feel drained and worn down by the dull and boring experience that had never been and most likely would never be as exciting as you had expected when you had first moved out to London; you had finally had enough. At 21 years old, you had never felt worse.
It was mid-November, the crisp leaves had silently fallen to the ground throughout London and tonight felt different. You combed through and straightened your dark brown hair, then got dressed into a dark green long knit jumper. Work started at 7pm and you thought today might be the day you either quit your job or had a mental breakdown as an aggressive customer demanded an order while half intoxicated, so off to work you went. Leaving your apartment you felt the bitter cold bite your skin as your dark black boots bounced off of the damp leaves, you headed towards the underground. The underground was over-crowded, filled to the brim with people, it made you feel anxious, self-conscious and somewhat like you were being stared at by anyone and everyone. Once you had got onto your train and reached your stop you felt better, and even more when you reached the streets of central London. The centre of London was still crowded but it felt more like home. You stood for a moment, taking in the raw beauty of London, the lights and the people, everything fit together perfectly in such harmony. For a moment you had reminded yourself why you came to London in the first place.
10 minutes later you had arrived at the bar. It was run-down but still attracted a large crowd most nights. Once you had stepped inside you found yourself behind the bar with an apron strapped around your waist, you served customer after and before you knew it you had been at work for an hour, it was 8pm. The florescent light from the central dance floor flooded the room, reflecting off of the wallflowers and groups of wildly drunk friends. You had begun to feel like this would be a typical night in the bar, maybe a fight or two would break out but nothing too big. The door opened, usually this didn't catch your attention but the freezing air had flowed into the heavily warm bar, two tall figures walked in.
Phil's point of view
Dan had spoken about this bar before and tonight you had both decided this was the place to go. It seemed like and older bar than you were used to but you liked that, it was charming. As you and Dan took a few steps into the bar you walked almost instinctively towards the booths so that you and Dan could find your bearings. As you sat next to Dan one of the waitresses walked over, quite swiftly too. As both you and Dan realised this at the same time you looked at one another in confusion, had you sat somewhere reserved for someone else?
"Dan! Phil! Is that you?"
Oh! She knew us! Dan spoke first
"Hey! Yeah I guess it is!"
"Oh I'm a huge fan! I love your videos so much… I hope I haven't scared either of you." Her face was excited yet worried, but she seemed nice.
"Don't worry! Do you want a hug?" You offered
Her face lit up "yes… please"
You hugged her. She was short maybe 5ft 2, but definitely a lot shorter than you. She smelled amazing, like vanilla. But most of all her green eyes were a deep tranquil colour, almost grey yet still green. She was very comforting. As you and her let go of each other, Dan lent in for a hug and you could sense he felt the same way about her.
"What is your name?" You asked her
"I'm y/n, thanks for asking"
"That's a pretty name" Dan replied
The rest of the night the three of you spent together, y/n got us a discount on drinks and once in a while she would sneak one for herself, it was an amazing night. As the three of you parted around 3am you and Dan gave y/n your numbers, she was different and you felt like you would become good friends.