A/N: HELLO sorry for slow update and all i've genuinly been busy hah i mean it takes a lot of work to get a gcse and to get an a* in a mock exam jkjk but srsly sorry for slow but i have been busy and stuff so have a good christmas if you celebrate it, if not, enjoy the rest of this year and be safe yeah?

sorry its short, enjoy~

Phil's week had been pretty bland and boring, like usual, with all the teachers droning on in their monotone voices and setting various pieces of pointless homework and quite dull compared to the loud and hilarious weekend he and his friends had enjoyed. The days had dragged by and now it was Friday, but in all honestly, he couldn't wait to be in curled up in bed and be able to sleep for 15 hours straight if he wanted. However he had to get through the Howell's annual dinner party first, no offence to Dan or his family, but the dinner parties weren't exactly the most exciting events, they consisted of various colleagues of Mr Howell, neighbours and a few family friends.

Right now, Phil was standing in front of the mirror in his bedroom, forcing himself to get dressed up in one of his tuxedos, buttoning up his white shirt and tying his tie as if he was a zombie, as this was just usual routine for him, he had to do this every morning for school and various weekends for any events he got forced into. Once dressed, he straightened his black locks, hair sprayed them to keep them in place, and then he squirted on some cologne, to make it seem as if he could have been bothered to have had a shower.

Once Phil was ready he walked downstairs to see his mother and father waiting by the front door for him and his brother to be ready. Phil joined them, taking his phone out of his jacket pocket and saw a message from Dan which read, "Tonight's going to be fun -.- x" Phil felt the same as Dan, neither of them enjoyed these dinner parties very much, as it was mainly adults talking and drinking wine.

'Yep, tomorrow I'm just gonna sleep x' Phil replied to his boyfriend before putting his phone back in his pocket as his brother hurriedly joined them by the front door.

"It's okay, I'm ready." Martin panted as he pulled on his shiny black shoes.

Both of Phil's parents fondly rolled their eyes and shook their heads as they opened the door to start walking up the street to the Howell's.

Dan slipped his phone into the pocket of his smart trousers and straightened the suit jacket, fixing his hair for the last time before he had to go out there and be sociable for the next 6 hours or so.

"Daniel?" he heard from the other side of his bedroom door, he recognised the muffled voice as Addie, his maid, but she was almost like a supportive big sister to him. "Dan?" she asked, opening the door slightly and looking around, before spotting Dan standing by his mirror in one corner of the room, "Your father wants you downstairs, the guests will start arriving soon," Addie lowered her tone slightly as she entered the room a bit more, "so you better get the gay ass of yours down there pronto!" she joked, walking over to him and straightening his collar slightly and brush a few hairs off of the jacket he was wearing.

Shaking his head at her, Dan chuckled slightly, "I'm just coming." He whined.

"Okay," Addie smiled, looking herself up and down in Dan's mirror and re adjusting her smart, black dress.

"You look great," Dan complimented her.

"As do you." She smiled back, before grabbing Dan's hand, and dragging him out of the room, "Come on, your father will be wondering where you are."

Once they got to the Howell's they were greeted by one of the waiters, who showed them inside and into the formal living room which was covered in clusters of people making conversation with each other and waiters and waitresses strolling around, serving canapés and drinks to everyone.

Standing to the side of the room were the Howell's themselves, Mr and Mrs Howell were talking to two other people while Dan's brother, Adrian, chewed on a cocktail stick which had probably had a canapé on it not too long ago, then there was Dan who was awkwardly fiddling with the sleeve of his jacket and standing next to a girl who must have been the daughter of the people his parents were talking to.

"So Daniel," Mr Howell spoke, "this is Gabrielle, she is the daughter of Mr and Mrs Pickwell here." Dan looked Gabrielle up and down, she was probably average hight with luscious brown hair which flowed halfway down her back, blue eyes and she was wearing a blue and white dress with three blue flowers on the white waistband.

"Hi" Dan awkwardly smiled, he thought she was pretty, he knew how to appreciate women, but she also had something about her which took away her innocence a bit, although he was unable to put his finger on it.

Their parents carried on talking as Dan and Gabrielle stood to the side of them with Gabrielle trying to make flirty conversation with Dan, "So, what's your favourite game?" she asked innocently.

"Well, I do like Guitar Hero," he paused for a second, "but then there is Pokémon and that will always be my favourite…"

"Oh," she said sounding like a child, slinging herself around his arm slightly, "I like to play hide and seek," she traced a finger and the arm of Dan's suit making him flinch back slight, this was making him extremely uncomfortable, although he couldn't exactly flip out at her and tell her to fuck off right here, "naked…" she whispered in his ear. Dan could feel her breath on his neck, he really did not like this and he used his free hand remove her hands from his body and step away slightly.

"Right, okay." Dan said uncomfortably, "I'm going to get another drink, I'll be back soon." He lied as he left her and went off to find someone more normal to talk to.

Within a few minutes Dan had found Phil who was standing by his parents eating various canapés as his parents made conversation with people, "Oi, Phil, hey!" Dan tapped his shoulder so he turned around, "Basically I think my dad is trying to set me up with this psychopath who keeps going on about naked hide and seek and she's really fucking weird." He blurted out in one go.

Phil swallowed, "First of all, stop swearing, only naughty boys so that," Phil scolded him, "second, why?"

"I don't know, they're all fucking craycray!"

"Daniel!"

"Ugh!" Dan went into the 'I'm angry and pissed off mode where he stamped his foot and crossed his arms with a big frown on his face.'

They were interrupted by a waiter ringing a gong and saying "Ladies and gentlemen if you would like to follow me as you will now proceed to the dining area."

"Fucks sake!" Dan cursed under his breath as they went into the dining hall.

The table was the long one which they used on a daily basis, his parents were sat in the middle of it on the far side, with Adrian one side and a space for Dan on the other, they took their seats and waited for everyone else to fill up the rest of the seats around them. Dan made eye contact with Phil and silently asked him to come and sit next to him by looking at him and then at the chair next to him and looking back at Phil, but as he did this the third time, someone with brown flowing hair gracefully slid into the seat next to him, "Hi Dan," she said in an innocent voice with a slight smirk on her face.

"Hi Gabrielle" Dan sighed as he rolled his eyes at Phil across the room.

"So," she started as they sat at the table waiting for their food, Dan looked over at Phil who was sitting across from him a bit further down the table and mouthed, 'help me' in hope that someone would save him from this torture.

As the meal went on Gabrielle would not stop talking. Her voice was starting to drive Dan crazy, he did not know how much of it he would be able to take so he just zoned out and focused on his food for as long as he could.

It was just as they were tucking into their desserts when it happened, Dan was in an absolutely foul mood by now and he had completely destroyed the material napkin underneath the table, he could feel something tracing on the inside of his leg. Looking down he noticed that Gabrielle's dainty witch like finger was going up the inside of his thigh, biting his lip, Dan removed her hand and placed it back in her own lap and carried on eating his dessert.

A few minutes later, the hand was back, but once again, Dan removed her hand and politely said thought gritted teeth, "Gabrielle, please stop."

Once again he tried to carry on eating, however he was irrupted again by her hand getting closer to her crotch, this time he wasn't so polite, "Stop it" he said a little louder, moving her hand back over to her body where it should have been.

Dan was furious by now, it was nearly the end of the meal, only the cheese, crackers and coffee to go, so he was trying to keep himself composed as he looked down at his half eaten plate of a trio of mousses and a slice of black forest gateau, when he felt a hand slide onto his crotch and give it a gentle squeeze, causing Dan to push her hand away from him and shout "HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO FUCKING TELL YOU TO STOP FUCKING TOUCHING ME?! I'M GAY YOU HAVE ZERO PERCENT CHANCE WITH ME!" he raged, causing everyone to stop their conversations and look at him in shock.

"Daniel!" his father scolded, "Sit down, you most certainly are not gay, you do not use that type of language in this house and you do not say that to our guests!" you could see the fury building up inside Mr Howell, his face turning red, with slight embarrassment but mainly fury.

"I MOST CERTAINLY AM GAY AND I DON'T CARE WHETHER SHES A GUST OR NOT, I DO NOT WANT HER TOUCHING ME!"

"My son is not queer!" Mr Howell shouted at no one in particular, however mainly aiming it at Dan.

That tore it with Dan, he stood on his chair, and then the table and started walking across it, jumped down on the other side and walked out of the room, shouting "Go fuck yourself!" behind him.

Dan spent the rest of the evening alone in his room, with various shelves and objects blocking the door so no one would be able to get in as he did not want anything to do with his family any more. They infuriated him so much, he did not even want the last name of Howell anymore, no matter what perks he got from it.

The evening turned to night and the night soon turned to morning, Dan was getting hungry, but it would mean that he would have to go downstairs, with his family which was not happening.

With various missed calls and messages from Phil and Adrian and ignored requests to speak with him from his father, mother and even Addie, he still did not come out of his room. As the day went into mid-afternoon, there was a knock at his door, it was he father saying the words:

"Daniel, get your stuff ready, you leave tomorrow at 8 o'clock, and you're going to boarding school."