I'm back! I have some stuff going on today (the 12th) and tomorrow so I most likely won't post this until Tuesday or Wednesday. Just a forewarning, this chapter contains Jyler (Jim and Tyler) and Phan (Phil and Dan) pairings! I know my first chapter was in third person, but it just makes more sense to me that if I'm going to use POVs, I have to use first person.

This Fun Night

Phil's POV

I stood, staring at the night club, fresh off the train, waiting for my queue. Not that I had one, really, I just wanted to be sure that Dan—someone, Tyler even—was in there, waiting. I thought I'd seen Tyler's blue hair, but was not sure. Either way, I went in. After getting passed the guards, I spotted Tyler, sitting, with a woman standing over him. The woman walked away. Tyler sat down and pulled his phone from his pocket.

I moved towards him. Tyler looked toward the door and must've caught sight of me because he waved. When I reached him, Tyler stood and hugged me. When Tyler released me, he must've read my mind because he said, "Dan's arrived already, and he's changing."

My only thought was "DAN!" but instead I said, "Good to see you Tyler; ready to get your drunk on?"

Tyler looked at the ceiling and said with a dreamy tone of voice, "Not without Jim."

Jim was probably Tyler's biggest crush, no doubt.

I sat down and engaged into deep conversation about love with Tyler, and waited for Dan to return.

Dan's POV

I shut the door behind me into the family bathroom, and slowly undressed. I put on normal clothes and washed the makeup off of my face, then fixed my hair. I wanted to stay in there long enough so that whoever saw me walk in would either not notice me walk out, or forget that I had walked in there as a girl.

Deciding I had enough money to buy more women's clothes, I soaked the clothes in the sink, to ensure people wouldn't grab them, and threw them into the merely empty bathroom garbage. I grabbed my phone and wallet out of the purse and threw the bag away too. I took in a deep breath, almost opened the door then realized, people are smart sometimes. So I turned around and flushed the toilet and ran the sink before leaving. I then perused to walk toward Phil and Tyler.

Tyler pointed and said something, not audible from the distance I was at, and Phil turned and looked. His eyes glistened in the light at the club, and I stared into them. When our eyes connected, it was like when I met my hamster in the pet store; I knew Phil was the one.

My whole life I'd thought I was straight, and never did realize that I was Gay, and liked Phil. Maybe that is why he lived with me? Maybe what I feel now is just guilt, and because I don't want to hurt Phil my mind is creating the illusion that I'm gay?

I shook that thought and sat down next to Phil.

"So…" Tyler held out the word.

I scooted closer to Phil and tensed. Our hips rubbed against one another. Phil placed his hand on my thigh. I grasped it and smiled. I then relaxed a little, wondering what Phil was thinking.

Phil's POV

Dan scooted closer to me. I felt him tense. To help resist the urge to squeal I placed my hand on Dan's leg. Without looking down, Dan took my hand and held it. I looked at him and he smiled.

Across the table Tyler looked around for Jim, possibly anyone, I wasn't sure. A sudden burst of cool October air flew into the room. A figure stood in the doorway. From my seat I observed Tyler sink in his. I then looked at the figure.

Jim Chapman stood in the doorway, studying the room. He slowly walked down the steps, obviously looking for Tyler, me, and Dan. He made eye contact with Tyler and froze. It was like watching a love movie, Tyler stood and began walking toward Jim, and Jim walked on to Tyler. When they met Jim gave Tyler a light kiss on the cheek and they walked hand in hand to the table.

When they arrived to the table Dan said, "So, you two, eh?"

Jim smiled at Dan and nodded. Tyler just stared up at Jim.

Tyler's POV

Jim's lips had been warm. I wanted to stand on the tips of my toes and kiss him on the lips, a real kiss, for the first time. I figured it could wait for later, though, and decided just to stare up at Jim.

My Jim.

God, he's so tall, and sweet, and HOT. The last thought almost made me laugh.

Jim looked down at me, met my eyes, smiled, and said, "Shall we sit?"

Flustered, I said, "Sure." I sat down into the booth first, so I was closer to the window, and Jim sat down closer to the isle. I realized why Jim had been looking around when he came in; we were in the restaurant section of the night club.

Jim said jokingly, "So what, is this like a double date or something?"

They all laughed. I just stared at Jim.

It was Dan who answered him, "I suppose it is until the rest of the party gets here."

I noticed that as Dan said that, Phil leaned into him. Slightly, and barely noticeable, but he did. What Phil did made me want to lean into Jim, so I did. Jim responded by leaning into me and wrapping his arm around me. He is such a good hugger.

Phil sat up and broke the silence, "How long have you two been—"

Jim cut him off before he could say anything more, "About a week, he asked me, when he first came into England, to meet him at the airport. Then he asked me."

I blushed and dug my face into his shirt. I inhaled. He smelled nice, nicer than usual. And it was new cologne, too. He smelled so good.

When I was done smelling Jim, and was sure my face wasn't red anymore, I revealed myself. Dan and Phil were looking at each other, and Jim was looking at me. I looked up at him, "Hi."

I felt his warm body chuckle against mine, "That's the first thing you said to me today… in person, I mean."

I laughed aloud, startling Phil and Dan. Jim then joined my spontaneous laughter, speaking between laughs, "That's the… Tyler… I… know!" This of course just made me laugh harder.

Poor Dan and Phil just sat there staring; smiling, and eventually, they gave into the spell of laughter as well.

Phil's POV

I sat there, laughing so hard it hurt that I had to use Dan to hold me up, which in return made him have to use the window to support himself. All four of us were laughing like this; Tyler was merely invisible for he had sunk to the ground. I stood, put my hands on the table and said, "Who wants wine?"

Laughing, Dan waved me away. I began walking to toward the bar, Tyler following. Then we reached the bar Tyler started a tab. We got a bottle of wine, a bottle of vodka, six wine glasses, and six shot glasses. We carried the key to getting our drunk on to the table and sat down. I set the six shot glasses and the extra wine glasses on the table. When everyone looked at me I said, "For PJ and Chris when they arrive, so they can get their drunk on, too." They all nodded, I smiled.

I looked at Dan and he gave me an approving smile.

Dan's POV

I tried to make my smile look like an awkward, "can we talk?" smile, but apparently I failed because Phil just looked back at me and smiled. We both had a six or seven shots of vodka before I couldn't stand it anymore.

My backup plan unfolded, "Phil, can we talk?"

"Yeah…" Phil nodded and stood to let me out. I led him to the family bathroom that I had changed in earlier and, thankfully, it was empty. Phil went in first, then me.

After locking the door behind us I turned on Phil. He stood there, awkwardly, and it was obvious by the look on his face that he thought I'd brought him in here to have sex.

I put him out of my mind as I tried to figure out whether or not to tell him about the text message. I thought I could say something like, "Listen, the whole text thing? It was a mistake, a literal mistake. It was an autocorrect." But it wasn't like he would take me seriously, we were both drunk. We were the only ones who went straight to the vodka. Jim and Tyler actually didn't have anything yet. Maybe I could just say it wasn't working out? No, too early in the relationship for that; he'd tell I was lying.

He brought me back into real life, "Yes?"

I looked at him. No, I really looked at him. I looked into his soul. Normally it would be easy to read Phil's thoughts, but he had never looked at me the way he was now; with so much passion, longing, and desperation.

And yes, I admit it, he was a little attractive… some may even say he was sexy standing there the way he was. By "some" I mean me. I knew that was I was feeling was because I was drunk, but I had to. I couldn't even stand it anymore. I gave in to the alcohol. Some part of me, DEEP inside, was Gay. And most of that part of me liked Philip Michael Lester.

I couldn't take it much longer, and I could tell Phil couldn't either. Slowly, like a cat playing with its prey, I walked over to Phil.

All thoughts of what I was going to tell him were lost in the collision of lips, the clashing of teeth, that the bumping of noses. We leaned into the kiss. Phil shoved his tongue into me, as if trying to force it down my throat, and I responded by returning the gesture. He pushed me against the wall of the bathroom, his fingers entwined in my hair. I put my hands on his hips and held him. I was so drunk.

A moment later we were both on the floor, side-by-side, sitting against the wall, breathing heavily. I turn my head and look at phil. He looks at me. His beautiful blue eyes meet mine, and I hold them. "We are so drunk," I say, laughing. He laughs and leans in to kiss me, a short and sweet kiss this time. "That is how we should kiss next time." If there even IS a next time, I snicker in my mind's eye.

He raises his eyebrows, "Are you kidding?" He turns his head, "I liked our first kiss better."

"That was more like a make out session." We both laugh. I stood and helped Phil to his feet.

I decide to experiment and be Gay, just for today. Besides, if he asks questions later I can just blame it on the vodka. I notice that PJ is at the table, and the wine bottle is almost gone.

"10 bucks all of the missing wine went to PJ," Phil bet.

"Tyler, 20," I counter.

We shake hands, but I don't let go of his. We clear the distance between us and the table, hand in hand. As we sat Tyler leans over the table and whispers something to PJ.

Phil looks at PJ's expression and passed me a 20 under the table. I shoved it into my pocket and gave him an, "I told you so" look.

Phil turns to Tyler and says, "Pour me a glass." He then looked at me. His face was beginning to lose the red color and turn to its normal, pale, color.

I'd known Phil long enough to know what he's thinking by his facial expression, or what he's asking. I nodded. He turned back to Tyler, "Better make that two."

The wine was about to pour out of the bottle when Jim grabbed Tyler's hand. He took the bottle from Tyler's hands, "I'm the sober one; we wouldn't want this to spill, on behalf of Tyler's bank account."

Tyler began laughing and wrapped his arms around Jim, spilling the drink anyways.

We all laughed.

Tyler's POV

The room spun as I rocketed into Jim's body. Wine spilled across the table and everyone joined my hysterical laughing. We hadn't even gotten to the vodka yet, well, Dan and Phil did. I reached for it and Jim slapped my hand. I pulled away, laughing even harder than I was before.

Dan and Phil clanked their glasses, said, "Bottoms up!" and chugged their wine.

Tonight is going to be fun.

PJ's POV

I sat in the corner of the round booth table, watching Tyler flirt with Jim, and Phil chug wine with Dan. I shivered. I normally love getting drunk, but today was different. I tried to see myself as the fifth wheel, but I couldn't. When Tyler had leaned over the table, he explained that Phan was now a "thing" and that he was with Jim.

Id' thought that Dan, Phil, and Jim were straight, like me. Maybe, I'm Gay, too? Maybe Gayness spreads? No, I need to use logic sense here. Besides, when Chris gets here I'll be fine. I should just try to see it as I'm the fifth wheel for now.

"Hey, PJ!" I looked at Tyler who had the wine bottle in his hand. "Want some?"

In response I grabbed the bottle and chugged four glasses worth of wine.

Tonight is going to be fun.

Dan's POV

The wine had a small buzz, but not the same pleasant sting that the vodka that Jim had had.

He poured the alcohol into five of the six shot glasses that came with it and passed them out. I got mine last. As soon as Tyler had gotten his shot he took it. The rest of us waited. We clinked glasses. Tyler counted down from five and swore as his way of saying go. We all chugged at the same time.

Tonight is going to be fun.

Phil's POV

The vodka had a pleasant burn as it slid down my throat. I still couldn't figure out why Dan had kissed me. Maybe he's just drunk and doesn't really love me? Maybe his love for me is more of a brotherly love?

No, I can't be serious. It's hard to figure out what Dan has got in mind, sometimes. Trying to figure him out tonight will be a load of fun.

Tonight is going to be fun.

Jim's POV

My first shot of the night was tasteless. What a terrible start. I looked over at Tyler. He was pouring himself another shot, laughing. I studied his face, and I knew that with Tyler, the night would only get better.

He then looked at me. As soon as our eyes met he stopped laughing. I couldn't look away, he was holding my gaze.

Suddenly, Tyler kissed me, on the lips.

PJ, Phil, and Dan "oooo"ed, Tyler and I just ignored them. He tasted sweet. There was another taste, stronger than vodka, it was passion. I could taste the passion radiating off his lips. There was one thought in the back of my mind:

Tonight is going to be fun.

Okay guys. I know this chapter is A LOT longer than my first chapter but, honestly, I rushed on my first chapter. Btw, WHY ARE THE GAY GUYS ALWAYS THE CUTESET?! Sry, I'm watching Tyler Oakley as I type this so… Tell me if you agree. I really submitted this WAY earlier than I thought I would. More coming soon! #Jyler #Phan