So, this is the penultimate chapter. Thank you to witbeyondmeasureXOX, ElzyPhangirl, Ms Moonshoes Potter and NeverlandNat for reviewing! Here you go:
Chapter Six
Tonight is the last night of Cat's stay and we intend to go out with a bang. Although I am sad Cat is leaving I can't help but feel a wave of relief wash over me, no more hiding in the closet for me and Dan, no more watchful looks over the shoulder, we can go back to being the way we are.
I am awake, Dan's arms still wrapped tightly around me as if I were going to sneak off in the night. Carefully, I try to sit up without disturbing Dan, but it is harder than I thought it would be. He stirs, his head shaking slightly. I feel guilty, I know how much Dan hates early mornings, if you can call ten early. He opens his eyes, a slight groan escaping his lips and a flicker of annoyance in his eyes. I break free from the entanglement of his arms and tuck my knees up to my chest "Sorry" I say in a hushed whisper.
"Sorry, you think sorry can fix this?" Dan says jokingly.
"Maybe this can fix it?" I say batting my eyelashes before planting a kiss upon his nose. Dan chuckles before saying
"Umm, okay you're forgiven."
"Yay" I reply. I throw the covers off my knees and stand up, stretching.
"Where are you going?" Dan says, sticking out his bottom lip.
"It's time to get dressed." I say to which Dan groans.
"Whyyy" he says.
"Because Cat's up, now quickly!"
"Ugh" he says as I wrap my hands around his arm, dragging him out of the warmth of the bed. I walk over to Dan's wardrobe, pulling out a few of my clothes that still linger among his. He springs off the floor, where he had fallen, and walks over to me, his chest bare, wearing tartan pyjama pants. He wraps his arms around me. "So what are we wearing today?" he says, resting his head on my shoulder.
"You're distracting me!" I wail and he gets in a few kisses on my ear before I push him away, playfully.
I am sitting on Dan's bed. We decided to leave separately to avoid suspicion, but oh how I wish we could just walk out there, hand in hand and face the world. How I wish I could see Cat's face when we walk in, my fingers laced into Dan's. But I know that Dan is scared, nobody even knows that he is gay, it's a much bigger leap for him than it is for me and I feel a tiny wave of fear when I think about it, too. Irrational fear sure, but fear all the same. Staring up at the ticking clock I decide it has been enough time and I casually stroll into the living room to find Dan and Cat, sat on adjacent bean bags completely enthralled in the world of Mario Kart. "Heyy" Cat shouts without tearing her eyes from the screen and Dan turns round, flashing me a quick smile before throwing himself back into the game. Laughing slightly, I settle down on the sofa, my phone clasped in my hand. And that is pretty much how the morning goes, a collage of laughter and games.
The sun has begun to set in the sky before we even notice what time it is. We thought, since it was Cat's last night and all that we would go to a party, one that Chris was throwing over at his place. Cat had been very excited when we had told her. That's where she is now, busy in her room, getting dressed. We don't even have to confer anymore, we know that we should grab each moment we can and that is why Dan's head's curled up in the crook of my neck and why my arm is snaked round his shoulder. It feels good to just relax, it occurs to me that we haven't done that in a while, with all the frantic kisses and stolen hugs. It's nice just to sit, oblivious to the surroundings. Me and Dan are already ready, dressed in matching black skinny jeans and smart-casual tops.
Soon enough, Cat is dressed and we head off through the ever-present British rain. When we get there, the party is already booming. Chris's house reeling with laughter and life. The noise is slightly overwhelming at first, and the crowds are a lot thicker than I expected. Very quickly, we lose Cat, her essence captured by the monstrous crowd and without even thinking about it, I slip my hand into Dan's. I doubt that anyone will notice with all that is going on. I walk around, dragging Dan with me, the noise pounding in my ears. Soon enough, we bump into Chris and he pulls us into an embrace. I tell that he is already a little tipsy. He pushes two bottles of beer into our hands before dancing off, disappearing into the crowd. Dan pulls the lid of his and tips it down his throat, smiling as he does so and I follow suit, doing the same. The liquid warms my stomach and I can already feel it pushing a smile onto my lips, the noisy crowd becoming more appealing somehow.
We dance through the crowd, me still pressed up against Dan, feeling nothing but the music and the beat of my feet against the floor. I spy Cat through the crowd and realise my hand is still entwined with Dan's. Not wanting to let go, I drag him off in the opposite direction, coming across a clean white door and before I can even think, I open it, pulling Dan inside with me. The room we find ourselves in is full of coats, faux fur and fleece covering the walls from ceiling to floor. "Are you trying to suggest something Phil?" Dan says, hands on his hips.
"Maybe" I say blushing slightly.
"You need only ask." retorted Dan, I take that as a sign, pushing Dan against the coats that hang around us, my hands behind his head. "What are you trying to do? Find Narnia?" Dan says and I laugh before kissing him, fire raging in my stomach as I begin to care even less about my life's problems. Through the noise and endless pounding of the party I hear the door squeak open, the hinges groaning , followed by a female rendition of "Oh my god!"
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