"Sarah, it's your twenty first birthday and you're watching Fantastic Mr. Fox in our flat," Katie says to me. I give her a look.
"Thanks for stating the obvious," I say sarcastically, bursting into the background song.
"OH GOD THIS MOVIE WHY SARAH WHY?" I cackle evilly and turn up the volume, just as someone knocks on the door.
"Katie get the door!"
"Ugh you get it!"
"But it's my birthday!" Before either of us can get up, the door opens and Dan and Phil enter with giant presents.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" They yell, each grabbing one side of me and lifting me off the couch.
"What?" I squeal.
"We're taking you out!" Dan tells me.
"Wait- were you in on this?" Katie gives me a sheepish grin.
"Maybeeee," she says. The boys make their way over to the door.
"Wait! I'm in my pajamas!" After moaning a bit, they set me down and allow me to get dressed. I quickly throw on some skinny jeans and a green tank top with my combat boots.
Dan attacks me with my jacket as soon as I come out and they drag me out the door before I can say anything.
"So, uhm, where are we going, exactly?" I ask as we walk into downtown London. Dan smiles at me and pats me on the head.
"It'll all be revealed in due time, young Padawan," he tells me. Katie and Phil were laughing about something.
Finally, we arrive at some club where loud music is making the entire room shake and a bunch of already wasted people are grinding in a giant group up by the DJ. We have to yell to hear each other.
"I'll go get us some drinks," Dan shouts, walking in the direction of the bar. Katie, Phil and I go in search of a table, and we finally find one with a great view of the dance floor. Dan comes back with our drinks and hands me this giant strawberry smoothie looking thing. I take one sip, which turns into about fifty, and it's gone within about five minutes. He just keeps them coming, and I stupidly think that because it tastes like a fruity dream it can't have that much alcohol in it.
Of course, when I get up and start dancing, I realize it probably had quite a bit of alcohol in it, and having six within two hours probably wasn't good, especially since I tend to get drunk sooner than most people.
"Dance with me!" I yell, dragging Dan onto the dance floor with me. He follows with minimal resistance, just a bit drunk himself, and we head straight for the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by sweaty dancing strangers. Who I proceed to grind on. Usually I'm very awkward in social situations but give me a bit of alcohol or sugar and suddenly I'm a social butterfly.
*Phil's POV*
After Dan and Sarah disappear in the crowd of people, Katie and I are left alone, and are probably the only people in the place that aren't absolutely plastered.
"We've got some interesting friends," I yell to her, over the music.
"Yeah. You wouldn't think so, but Sarah loves this sort of thing," she yells back and I am genuinely surprised, after what Dan and Katie have told me about her, and from my own observations.
"It's a bit shocking, yes." The music and drunken laughter is starting to get to me. "It's kinda loud in here. You wanna go get some fresh air?" Katie nods, and we head outside, walking a little ways down the street to a little bench.
"So, having fun?" she asks me, and I smile at her.
"This has been the best part so far. This whole thing was Dan's idea. He kind of has a thing for Sarah," I tell her.
"Sarah kind of has a thing for Dan!" Our conversation lingers on our friend's sexual tension for a bit before we move on to more important things. Like Disney movies. For about an hour.
"Tangled is my absolute favorite movie of all time!" she tells me, her entire face lighting up with excitement and passion. She then proceeds to tell me all her favorite quotes, and that's when I knew I loved her.
"That's pretty impressive," I say honestly. She blushes and looks away from me, biting her lip nervously. "I guess we should probably go back inside and check on them." We head back in and see that Dan and Sarah are having a grand old time in the middle of a grind train, and decide to sit back at our table instead of joining them.
*Sarah's POV*
Dan and I dance for quite some time, but then it gets a little bit out of hand. I see a nice looking guy standing alone and I decide to go and strike up some conversation.
"So you come here often?" I slur, trying to be smooth. He says nothing. "Don't be like that, come on, talk to me!"
"Uhm, Sarah? That's a pole," Katie tells me.
"Oh. Well it was nice talking to you!" I turn around and lose my balance, tumbling down onto the slightly sticky floor.
"Yep, okay, I think it's time for us to go." She pulls me up and keeps a tight grip on me as we go find Phil, who was supporting Dan in much the same way.
"But…but…but I wanna watch Fantastic Mr. Fox," I exclaim as we exit the building.
"Don't worry, baby, we can watch it when we get home, okay?" Katie assures me.
*Katie's POV*
Phil and I decide to bring our friends back to their flat since its closer, and everything goes pretty smoothly until we pass a posh business building with lion statues in the front of it. Sarah squeals and tears out of my grip, running for them. She stumbles quite a few times on her way.
"What are you doing?" I yell after her.
"My brethren! They need me!" She cries, running into one and falling onto the sidewalk. After picking herself up, she puts her head real close to one of the lions for a minute before starting to take off her shirt. "Okay if that's what you want." Dan breaks out into uncontrollable laughter and encourages her, while Phil and I share a glance. I'm not sure if I should laugh or try and stop her, but when she starts reaching for her bra, I decide to step in.
"Okay, let's keep our clothes on, there we go," I say, shoving her shirt back on and dragging her away from her 'brethren'.
"I'll be back for you," she whispers. I shake my head and we continue on our way, finally making it to their flat. We don't really know what to do with them when we get there. Phil shrugs and shoves Dan onto their couch, and I push Sarah on top of him. We leave them glasses of water on the coffee table and I put on Fantastic Mr. Fox just in case Sarah wakes up and freaks. He offers to walk me home, since we aren't quite at the same stage in our relationship as Dan and Sarah were, and we've never had a sleepover before. I promise to come back tomorrow when they wake up so she doesn't kill herself trying to get home.
*Sarah's POV*
I wake up with a massive headache on top of something living. After blinking a few times, I realize its Dan, and I don't really mind it. There are two glasses of water on the table and I take one, downing the entire thing, and roll off of Dan. After hitting the floor with a loud thud, I realize that it probably wasn't a smart idea.
A groan comes from the couch and I know that Dan's up.
"Whahappened?" he slurs, sitting up and trying to fix his hair. Typical Dan.
"I dunno," I reply, and Phil enters the room, takes one look at us, and starts laughing his head off.
"You guys look like shit," he says. We glare at him, until he reveals the plates of eggs and bacon he had made for us.
Katie arrives shortly after we finish eating and she needs to help me not fall over. As soon as we get outside, the sun, which isn't even that bright, practically blinds me and I bury my face in her shoulder.
"It burns!" I whine, feeling my eyes well up with tears for no reason.
"Shh, I know, it's okay, we'll be home soon," she assures me, and after we get there I run straight for the bathroom and throw up, which makes me cry harder. Katie gets me some water and helps me into my pajamas before tucking me into my bed where I sleep for the rest of the day.