You Need Me, I Don't Need You

NYE

*WARNING* Slight amount of non-con, nothing drastic just drunken hookup which is quickly stopped. Enjoy!

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"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

People surrounding Dan started cheering and blowing those annoying party whistles that had been driving him mad for the last hour. The crowd dispersed into various parts of the house, mainly out to the beautiful backyard adorned with fairy lights. He took a shot. Suddenly he was embraced by his best mate, Phil.
"Happy 2018!"
"Yeah Yeah Merry Easter ect"
Phil chucked "Slow down with those drinks, Dan. Don't wanna have to carry you home like last time, eh?"
"What's the point of New Years if you can't get absolutely tabled?" Dan asked.
"Just don't overdo it mate, that's all I'm asking"
"Uhh sure Phil I'll totally slow down"
Phil frowned
"I'll go get the wheelbarrow to cart you home then"
He then picked up his obviously non ringing phone and pretended to get a call.
"I'll talk to you later, gotta get this"

What was that all about? Phil knew that Dan never hesitated to get absolutely off his face at parties, if he didn't he always ended up either leaving early or sitting in the corner watching everyone else. Eith that in mind he decided to go chat with some party guests before his buzz ran out.

"Hey, Lousie!" Lousie was sitting on one of the many folding chairs scattered around the outside veranda. She was holding some non-alcoholic wine and was rubbing her protruding belly whilst talking to another guest.

"Dan this is Mila, one of my 'mommy friends'", Lousie smiled and Dan turned to look at her. She was beautiful. Long brown hair, green eyes and a stunning olive complexion. Dan gulped and started frantically looking around for some more alcohol.
"Hi Dan", she murmed seductively, looking him up and down.
He turned around to look at her again...daymmmm. She was wearing a crop-top exposing a taunt midriff and those tits... Dan cleared his throat emitting a single "Hey" before picking up a whiskey bottle he'd found during his search, knocking back a substantial amount.
She giggled and rested her hand on his arm.
"I think I've seen you around before..do you have a youtube channel like Louise?
"Yeah I do, it's 'Daniel Howell'"
"Omg Danisnotonfire?! My kid, Lipton, is obsessed with you! Can I get a selfie?"
"Sure", Dan said, trying to put some warmth in his voice. He glanced over at Louise who grimaced, and smiled for the camera. "Say Llama!"

As soon as he was rid of Mila he sprinted down the stairs, chugging whiskey as he went. He found some people doing body shots and soon enough he was licking vodka off strangers, and downing shots like there was no tommorow. Phil found him vomiting in the bushes outside the house. "Oh Dan" he sighed, "I told you to go easy". Dan wiped the vomit off his mouth with his shirt sleeve and immediately started sobbing.
"I'm sorry Phil, I'm such a bad f-f-friend"
Phil pulled him in to a tight embrace
"You're a great friend."
Dan looked up at Phil, drunkely swaying but maintaining eye contact,
"I love you so muuuuusssh"
"Okay Dan"
Phil picked Dan's jacket up off the floor and started to lead him away from the house.
"Let's get you home"
"But Phiiiiiiilllllll the partaaays only just begun!" Dan exclaimed, stopping in his tracks.
Phil grabbed Dan's sleeve as he tried to run away,
"There's a party right over there in that taxi".
"Woah, really?!"
"Yeah and you better hurry up or you're gonna miss it."
Dan stumbled over to the taxi, pulling Phil along with him.

"76 Michael Street, and do you have something for my friend to vomit in to?"
The driver handed him a small paper bag.
"Thanks"
"Phil where's the party?
"Oh no we must have missed it..better luck next time."
"Phil noooooo, we need to find another party right now or else were gonna dieeee"
"Were not gonna die, Dan"
At that Dan leaned in to Phil, nuzzling in to his neck.
"You smell good"
"Thanks." He sighed and leant back in to the seat as Dan started kissing his neck.
"Stop it" he moaned.
"Why should I? I like it, you like it, I won't remember it in the morning"
"It's like I'm taking advantage of you"
Dan put his hand on Phil's crotch and Phil swore he could see stars.
"No"
"Yess"
"No" Phil said firmly and pushed him off.
Dan looked at him, shocked.
"Dan you're drunk." He paused. "No matter how much I want this, no matter how much I've always dreamed of a day where you'd suddenly switch sexualitys and like me in the way that I like you, no. Were going home, you're gonna sleep until noon, I'll buy you gatorade and we'll order some pizza".
Dan silently stared at the other man.
"Am I not hot enough for you or something?"
Phil scoffed.
"Dan you've been in all of my sex dreams for at least six years"
Dan chuckled.
"Mila Kunis has been in all of my sex dreams since about ninth grade"
"Exactly"

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Later that night when Phil was getting rid of a bit of pent up energy (to put it discreetly, dear reader, he was jerking it) he thought about the way it had felt to have Dan's hand resting on his crotch. He felt guilty becuase of the pleasure he'd obtained during that moment, and he knew that he shouldn't of let it go that far. But he did, he couldn't take that back, so he just hoped that Dan wouldn't freak out to much when he mentioned it to him in the morning, or more likely, the afternoon.

Heyooo, hope you enjoyed this chapter. I know it's not exactly amazing but it's my first attempt at fanfiction so don't be too hard on me aha. Or do. Whatever. Second chapter coming soon so watch out for that. Peace xx.