Jack & The Beanstalk

"Lester what the fuck is this? I asked for a report on the local football club not a whole fucking history biography!" Phil's boss, Mr Turner, shouted. Phil was tempted to roll his eyes because his boss liked to find anything to shout at him for. Instead he apologised because he didn't want to lose his job anytime soon.

"You need to get your head out of the clouds boy and produce some acceptable shit or your out of here-"

"PHIL!" Someone interrupted. Phil and his boss turned towards Phil's office door and there stood a very happy PJ, one of his work mates.

"Mr Ligouri I'd appreciate it if you didn't interrupt our conversation!" Mr Turner growled.

"Sorry sir, but Lester's wanted on the top floor." PJ smirked. Phil's eyes widened in shock as the words left his friends mouth. The top floor, floor one hundred, was the head of the companie's floor. The overall manager of the business Mr Howell's office was on that floor along with his second in command - his sister Miss Howell. Anyone sent that floor usually came back with a smiling face and a promotion.

Mr Turner stood still gawping at PJ in the doorway, also in shock. He turned to Phil with a nasty glare as Phil fumbled to grab his bag. In all of his time there he had never got a promotion and was jealous that Phil had to report to floor one hundred. Phil nodded his head in goodbye to Mr Turner as he followed PJ to the lift.

"Good luck Jack, maybe there'll be a golden goose at the top of the beanstalk." PJ smirked.

"Nice metaphor Peej, I'll keep it in mind." Phil chuckled and walked inside as the doors opened with a ding.

"Beware of the big bad giant though Phillip. Howell is known to be one scary guy when he wants to be." PJ warned.

"I'll keep that in mind thanks PJ." Phil replied and smiled.

Phil let out a shaky breath as the lift began to ascend. He's be there for a little while since he was located only on the twenty first floor. He looked at himself in the mirror, fixing his fringe at least ten times and checking he looked presentable in his work clothes.

A few people came in and out of the lift but paid no attention to Phil as he continued to be nervous in the corner. Finally the last ding went and the doors opened to a very bright floor. Phil stepped out and nearly shielded his eyes as the sun coming through the many windows bounced off the pristine white walls. The room was large and and mostly empty apart from a few sofas, a coffee machine and a large reception desk at the far end of the room with a brunette standing smartly behind it.

Phil took in a shaky breath and straightened his posture. He then walked with what he hoped was confidence over to the receptionist. His eyes darted around nervously as he approached the desk. Next to the reception desk was a large wooden door with a golden plaque placed neatly in the middle. Engraved on the plaque was the words, 'Mr. D. Howell - Business Management.' Beneath that, also engraved was, 'Miss. J. Howell - Assistant Business Management.'

Phil finally made it to the desk and the woman smiled politely at him. "Um, Mr Lester? I was told to come here?" He asked, still not quite believing he was there.

"Yes, Mr Lester. Please take a seat Miss Howell will be out shortly." She replied sweetly, hand gesturing over to one of the nearby leather couches. Phil smiled gratefully and awkwardly sat down on the pristine white leather. He tapped his foot nervously as he watched the seconds tick by on the clock above the receptionists head.

Around five minutes later the large wooden door clicked open and out walked a young looking woman with golden-blond hair. She was a very pretty woman with flawless bronze skin, plump peach coloured lips and mesmerizing coffee coloured eyes. All Phil could think about was how amazingly beautiful this woman was in front of him. The woman turned to look at Phil and smiled a white dazzling smile which happened to reveal a single dimple on her left cheek.

"Phillip Lester is it? Jessica Howell, assistant manager." Her smooth voice spoke up, offering a hand to shake Phil's own.

"Yes, wonderful to finally meet you." Phil beamed, jumping up and shaking her delicate hand firmly.

"I bet you're probably a little confused as to why you are here?" She asked.

"A little yes." Phil replied.

"Well my brother and I have read some of your work and we think it's really good. We thought about promotion to further up in the writing business but we had a better idea." Jessica smiled.

"Oh?" Phil questioned, confused at where this was going.

"You see our secretary, Becky-" She stopped to nod at the brunette behind the desk before continuing, "is leaving to get work experience in Canada. So, we thought you could possibly take her place for a little while. The pay is a lot better of course but you will be required to go to business meetings and attend events with Mr Howell when requested, these events alone will be added to your salary. Once we can get someone else to take your place we can then promote you to head of publishing, how does that sound?" Jessica asked, a glint in her eyes.

Phil was absolutely gobsmacked, never in a million years did he think he'd get a promotion as huge as this. He was thrilled to be offered such a brilliant experience and didn't hesitate in agreeing to the idea.

"Fantastic, you can start on Monday, finish off what you have left on floor twenty one and have a relaxing weekend. Then on the Monday morning just come straight up here and I'll show you the basics. You'll need to answer calls and sort some emails and paperwork, the most work is on Monday so you'll be on your toes. Don't worry though, it lessens throughout the week and when it comes to Friday most of the work is done and if there's nothing to do you can leave early!" Jessica grinned. Her smile was very stunning and Phil gulped before nodding in understanding.

"Golden goose indeed." Phil thought as they both stood up.

"Thanks you Phillip for accepting our offer. Now to be a little less formal, will you be at the office party on Friday? Some people from floor fifty has rented out the club down the road for everyone on floor twenty, up. The club is 'The White Stallion' do you know of it?" She asked, grinning from ear to ear. Despite how professional she was, she was only twenty two years old and still young. She liked to have a good time as much as any other person.

"Oh, I haden't thought about it. I suppose I could stop by for an hour or two." Phil replied. There was no doubt he'd be there if he got to see Jessica again. He could already tell he was developing a small fancy to her. Even though it wasn't right to crush on your business manager Phil couldn't control the small butterflies that danced around in his stomach as he took in Jessica's beauty.

"Great, I'll see you there Phil. Hopefully there'll be some good music, I'll save you a dance yeah?" She offered, beaming.

"Sounds great." Phil smiled and shook her hand once again.

"Bye Phil, see you on Friday!" Jessica called over her shoulder and walked through the wooden door and disappeared. Phil let out a breath and raked his hand through his black locks in disbelief. He glanced at Becky who smiled kindly at him and he returned the gesture out of politeness. He then power walked to the lift and waited impatiently for it to reach his floor.

Once he was finally inside ad the doors closed he let out a happy, "YES!" and did a dance in the lift, swaying his hips and arms in an uncoordinated fashion. Little did he know Becky could still hear him and couldn't help but smile to herself.

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For the last two days of work he had gotten it particularly bad from Mr Turner because of his jealousy. He decided to take his rage out on Phil and found every small reason he could to yell at him with empty threats which Phil didn't bat an eyelash at.

When it finally came to Friday, Phil had packed his stuff up and had the last box balanced in his arms. Most of the people who had been working that day had left and it was darker and quieter than usual, letting Phil have space to think.

As the lift descended to the bottom floor he thought about how lucky he had been and couldn't help beam to himself even after he left the building and to his car. He drove quickly home to change into less formal attire for the party. He was excited to see Jessica again and was even more excited that she saved a dance for him which made his stomach flutter with butterflies once again.

Once he was home he changed into a comfortable pair of black skinny jeans and a red and blue plaid shirt. This was pretty much his normal look but took effort in his appearance for Jessica by straightening his hair again and shaving. He even ironed his shirt out before properly wearing it. He slipped on a pair of black vans, grabbed his keys, wallet and phone then left.

It didn't take long to drive back to the street his work building stood tall and intimidating in. He parked the car and glanced at the club with 'The White Stallion' printed in gold lettering above the door. He hopped out and walked up to the door, stopping to give his name to the guy outside who nodded and let him in.

Once he entered, the beat of the music filled his ears and he saw a lot of his workmates already tipsy and dancing like crazy on the dance floor. He sighed and went straight to the bar and ordered a drink for himself as he scanned the crowd for familiar faces. He took his drink and spotted PJ and his other friend, Chris, bobbing slightly to the music as they had a conversation. Phil smiled and walked over to them, greeting them with a quick hug each and then was immediately invited into the conversation and he relaxed, taking a sip of his drink.

Around fifteen minutes later he felt two arms on his shoulders and he jumped slightly in surprise. He heard a heavenly giggle from behind and turned to see Jessica, only a little tipsy, grinning up at him. "Where's that dance you promised me Lester?" She grinned and tugged on his arm to the dance floor.

Phil looked back to Chris and PJ were both smirking and winking in encouragement, which made Phil's cheeks burn a light pink in embarrassment. As the next song came on he danced as well as he could next to Jessica who was unsurprisingly flawless at it as she moved her hips gracefully. He was beginning to enjoy himself a lot now with Jessica laughing and chatting with him as they danced together through three songs.

"It's really nice talking to you Phil, you're really funny! I'm going off to find some of my mates now, I hope I didn't interrupt your conversation too much earlier." She smiled sheepishly.

"Oh no problem, I'll probably leave in a bit anyway." Phil replied, smiling.

"Ok well it was nice dancing with you, I'll see on you on Monday okay?" She asked and he nodded eagerly. She smiled one for time before saluting and disappearing into the crowd. Phil sighed in content and then made his way out of his group of drunk, dancing colleagues.

He decided before he left he'd have one more drink to get a slight buzz before hitting the road. He ordered another drink at the bar and took a large gulp before scanning the crowd for a familiar face. His line of vision was suddenly drawn to a figure standing in the corner, observing the party.

It was a guy, a young looking one at that and wearing all black. He had slightly tanned skin, a slim build and long legs. His hair was a warm mocha colour and his eyes a familiar coffee brown. There was also small details like a black onyx stud in each ear.

For some weird reason Phil felt attracted to him, as if drawn to his appearance. He seemed to be quite lonely, standing by himself observing his probable workmates, considering it was an office party. Phil didn't know everyone in the building so wasn't that surprised he haden't seen him before.

He found himself standing up and walking towards the intriguing man. As he got closer he began to actually properly drink in his appearance and was startled to find he was actually really attractive. The thought confused him but he brushed it off none the less and leaned against the wall next to him.

"Hey." Phil spoke up, not sure how to spark a conversation.

"Hi." He replied, his voice silky and calming in a weird way.

"Do you not have anyone to hang out with?" Phil continued, trying to start conversation

"I'm not a very social person, so not really." He chuckled and looked down at his drink. Phil immediately noticed he had a pair of dimples, the one on his left cheek more prominent than the other. He began to wonder why these features seemed so familiar.

"I'm not really one for parties either. I was invited though so thought I'd drop by for an hour or two." Phil shrugged.

"Yeah, I'll probably do the same." the guy smiled, revealing an also familiar white smile. Phil continued to chat with this guy for the remainder of his time there at the party which was really only twenty minutes. The guy was interesting to talk to and as Phil hopped into his car he realized how stupid he was not to ask his name, although the other haden't asked for his either. Despite that Phil knew he'd probably never see him again and just sighed, driving home.

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He arrived a little early on Monday, wanting to make a good impression on his first day. Jessica was there to meet him and teach him the basics and Phil was pleased when Jessica spent most of the morning chatting to him about Friday before leaving for a meeting.

Surprisingly when she left it wasn't her who stuck in his head but the man at the party, standing alone, observing quietly. His weird thoughts were interrupted by the phone going off and he jumped slightly before bringing the device to his ear.

"Hello, Howell's office speaking." I spoke down the line.

"It's me Dan Howell, I'd like to request your assistance." A familiar voice spoke up.

"Yes sir, I'll be right with you." Phil spoke professionally. The line went dead and he walked to the large wooden door and twisted the large brass knob and entering. He walked into a large tidy office with an equally large wooden desk with several neat piles of paperwork scattered across it. Four large windows brightened up the room and in the far corner was another desk with an opened laptop and other piles of paper pushed to the sides in large but organized looking piles.

But, there was one thing that caught Phil's attention immediately in the room. It was the man sitting in the chair opposite him. It was none other than the boy from last night, he was the almighty Howell? The big bad giant? Phil found it hard to believe but didn't question none the less.

"Oh hello Phil, I recall meeting you two nights ago at the party." He gave a half smile which I returned. "Now I'm going out for an hour, I've been called for urgent business. I need you to stay and look after things, answer phone calls in emails. If anyone asks, I'm away on important business okay?" He asked. Phil nodded. He seemed like a totally different person from the party.

He wasn't the awkward guy who stood on the sidelines and watched the others party, he was the man in charge, making sure everything worked and everything was in order. It was hard to compare these two people as the same person. At the club Dan had seemed quite a shy person but laughed at every joke Phil told and was genuinely pleasant to talk to. Phil didn't worry about what he said next with him then. Now he felt restricted in what he could say and knew he couldn't express too much opinion around the other man.

Dan left five minutes later, nodding a goodbye to Phil as he passed the desk, not smiling this time and hurrying to the lift and disappeared. Phil was left in confusion for a while before he sighed and decided he'd try and forget what happened at the party because however much he wanted to be friends with the other then, it wasn't going to work in his situation now. It was just business.

Jessica came back an hour later to pick something up from the office, asking if Phil needed anything and Phil politely declined. Jessica shot him a dazzling smile. That's when he realized why the small features such as Dan's eyes, smile and dimples seemed familiar because he and Jessica were related. A thought dawned on him that he was going to have to hide his feelings for Jessica around Dan or he'd probably have something to say and would have Phil out of a job!

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His Monday had gone pretty well despite the piling amount of emails that he had somehow managed to reply to. When Dan had returned, all he got from him was an acknowledging nod before he went to hide in his office again. When he was ready to leave Jessica praised him for his great work on his first day.

His Tuesday went pretty un-excitingly as he wasn't asked for anything and Jessica was out all day. He spent it answering phone calls and sorting paperwork like he was supposed to do.

Things luckily turned around on the Wednesday, Phil was asked to accompany Dan to a meeting and take notes.

"Ready Lester?" Dan asked, as he tugged his jacket over his shoulders.

"Always sir." Phil replied, a smile on his face.

"Lets go then." Dan sighed, not returning the smile. He looked fed up and Phil wanted to cheer him up but thought it smart not to ask him about it. Phil hated seeing others who are sad or in pain, he's always been the caring type even when it was not required. He'd probably even give Hitler a plaster when he grazed his elbow, he was that caring.

(I'm sorry, I laughed when I wrote that!)

Dan and Phil left the building and got into the waiting car, driving to the destination. The meeting went fairly quick and Phil had written down a generous amount of notes to help him type out for Dan later.

Once they left however, Dan instructed for the driver to take them to the nearest bar. Phil was confused as to why he was doing this in working hours, but then again, he was the big man and he made the rules. Phil accompanied Dan into the place and took a stool each at the bar, Dan ordering one large beer and Phil ordered a small so he could look out for Dan in case he suddenly decided to get drunk.

"Ugh Phil, have you ever tried being in charge of everything? It's so stressful!" He groaned, taking a gulp of his drink. He seemed to have fallen out of work mode and was back to the boy Phil remembered from Friday night.

"Unless you consider my younger sister's birthday parties then no." Phil replied. Dan snorted, cracking a smile at his joke and taking a slightly smaller gulp.

"Oh I'm sure we can count that, depends how much work she is." Dan smirked, playing along.

"Oh she's the devil in human form." Phil laughed, half heartily. This earned a grin from Dan before he shook his head and took another sip.

"So is everything working to your expectation?" Dan asked, changing the subject.

"I never really expected any of it but the situation is more than great." Phil replied.

"Good." Dan said, taking yet another sip and looking deep in thought before he shook it off and turned back to Phil who took his own timid sip. "What about you then, what's your story?" Dan asked, narrowing his eyes as if to figure Phil out.

"Are you sure you want to know, you might need some popcorn." Phil warned, jokingly. Dan's smile widened but he didn't laugh.

"I'm sure you can chop it down to a thousand words or so." Dan assured.

"Okay ..." Phil then proceeded to tell Dan where he was born and brought up, then moved onto school and what he wanted to be when he was younger. "I always told my mum I'd be something cool like a policeman or a firefighter. I didn't really have a grip on reality at that age but, who does? It's best to be a kid as long as possible, even when people are telling you to grow up. A child's mind is much more interesting than an adults and has endless amounts of imagination. I like to think I keep that factor and try produce some of these childish qualities in my writing. I want people to be happy, and I like to think I can cause simple acts of kindness each day. These can be little things like a smile or helping someone with their shopping or something else along those lines ... I realize now that I'm probably rambling-"

"Don't stop!" Dan said quickly, taking Phil by surprise. He looked up at Dan who was looking at him in what looked like fascination. He could see the intrigued glint in his coffee coloured eyes and for some reason the look made Phil blush in the slightest. He smiled and continued.

Throughout the rest of their time there they talked and laughed and found out little things about each other. Phil for some reason couldn't help feel content with this Dan, the real one outside his work facade. He looked like someone so worn out during work, someone who pushes people away and wallows in a cocoon of sadness, but here is living proof. The living proof that under all that there is still someone wanting to try, try get on with life and see the better side of things and Phil can't help admire it as he admires Dan.

It's weird when the next day, they fall back into their work act. These simple nods and 'good mornings' felt foreign to Phil when he remembers that Dan is still only a 23 year old man who's just starting his life and still has lots to give.

It was suddenly Friday again and Phil was feeling slightly drained and in need of a good night's sleep. Before he could leave however Jessica pulled him to the side.

"Hey Phil? Do you want to go to the club with my friends and I?" She asked, fluttering her eyelashes slightly. In most cases Phil would have declined because he felt so drained but it was Jessica asking so of course he agreed.

"Oh sure." He replied, only half enthusiastically.

"Cool, I'll pick you up. Can you give me your address? Maybe your number while your at it so I can text you when I'm outside." She added, twirling a lock of golden hair round her finger. Phil felt over the moon that she wanted his number but knew it would never really lead to anything because they were just work colleagues.

"Yeah sure, here's my number and address." Phil smiled, writing it down and handing it to her. His mood already seemed a million times happier. He skipped out the building and into his car, a grin never leaving his face as he rushed home to change into something more appropriate.

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Jessica arrived later that evening and drove him to yet another club which Phil didn't manage to catch the name of before he was whisked inside. He was immediately introduced to her friends and had comfortable conversations with almost every one of them. He also danced with Jessica for a while, laughing and having fun like they had done one week previous. Phil still felt that fluttering feeling whilst he was around her.

Once he went off to get a glass of water, not wanting to be hung over the next morning, he spotted a familiar figure. He nearly spat his water out when he saw Dan smiling and laughing with another girl. For some reason Phil felt a little pang of jealousy and was soon followed by confusion. He decided he'd go say hi. He was still unsure if Dan wanted to talk to him outside of work and it was only a one time thing ... or two time thing.

"Hi." He spoke, unsure as the girl walked away from Dan and he was available to talk to again. He turned around and looked at Phil in surprise. Phil immediately noticed he looked a lot happier than he normally was. His cheeks were flushed, there was a glint in his eyes and he had a wide grin plastered on his face. It soon came to Phil's attention than Dan was probably drunk.

"PHIL! What are you doing here?" He asked, a slight slur to his voice.

"Jessica invited me." Phil replied, then wondered if that was a smart thing to say. Dan narrowed his eyes a bit.

"You're not trying to get off with my sister are you?" He asked suspiciously although it didn't seem as threatening as it normally would because of his state.

"WHAT? No, we're just friends." Phil stuttered, hoping he sounded convincing. Dan's accusing look suddenly vanished and he was back to beaming.

"Good, now come dance with me Phillip!" He chuckled and grabbed his wrist. Phil was beyond surprised and felt really awkward when Dan started twisting his body to the music and spinning Phil in circles a few times. After a while he decided he didn't care because he liked this Dan and wanted to have a good time. Phil noticed that Dan was a very mesmerizing dancer and moved his hips gracefully and almost sexily to the beat. He was a good mover like his sister and Phil didn't know how to feel as they automatically got closer throughout their time there.

It was getting very hot in the club and there was a lot more people on the dance floor, forcing Dan and Phil to be even closer as they danced the bouncy music. Phil noticed the little touches here and there when their sides brushed slightly and he couldn't help feel a tingly whenever it happened. These emotions confused him but he like them none the less. It got to one point that someone accidentally bumped into Dan and he stumbled forward into Phil, brushing noses before he giggled and pulled away.

Phil didn't know how he felt in that moment when Dan's face was so close to his. All he knew was in those seconds his breath caught in his throat and Dan's lips began to look very appealing. A few minutes afterwards these thoughts began to bother him so he politely excused himself from the intoxicated Dan and through the crowd of people to the bar where he had one more glass of water before leaving, forgetting to tell Jessica he had left.

Later that night he lay in bed, frowning up at the ceiling. He haden't drunk anything so these weren't intoxicated thoughts. He contemplated whether it was because Jessica and Dan were similar but when he thought more about it, it seemed ridiculous. They were definitely not similar apart form the dimples, smile and eyes. Their personalities were completely different in which one was confident and bubbly whilst the other was reserved and awkward.

Phil gave up as the hours rolled by and decided to sleep on it.

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He decided he'd forget about what happened in the club and agreed on it being spur of the moment feelings and the setting of where they were. He had gotten a text from Jessica at two in the morning saying,

'Where ru Phil? Been lookin 4 u!!! Thought we could have nother dance! ;) <3" Phil expected the fluttering feeling to return but for some reason it had reduced. He knew the winky face and the heart was only there due to intoxication.

He replied, "Sorry left early, wasn't feeling too good! :)" and turned his phone off, wanting to use his weekend to laze around, drink tea, listen to Muse and watch countless episodes of Buffy.

When he was back on Monday, he fell back into his professional routine, smiling as Jessica entered that morning.

"Hey Phil. Were you okay on Friday?" She asked, looking quite concerned.

"Oh no I'm fine, just had a head ache nothing major." Phil reassured.

"That's good then, have a good weekend?" She asked politely.

"It was alright, was yours?" Phil asked, returning the politeness.

"It was good thanks for asking. If it's not too much to ask, same thing this Saturday?" She suggested, looking hopeful. Phil was surprised she asked him again but kindly accepted the offer. "You can bring some friends too so you don't get lonely when I'm not around." She winked and Phil nodded. She then disappeared into her office.

Phil noticed that he haden't seen Dan that morning and wandered whether he had came in early or was away on important business and decided to ask Jessica so he knew what to say if someone requested for Dan.

"Hey Jessica, do you know where Dan is? Is he in there with you or is he out on business? :)" Phil texted.

Jessica's reply came almost immediately, as if she'd been waiting by the phone. "Oh sorry, I forget to tell you, he's away on important business. ;)" She said. Phil frowned at the winky face but decided to ignore it. For some reason he felt his mood sink at the thought of not seeing Dan. He was quick to reply to her text though.

"Thanks Jessica :)"

"Call me Jess ;)" Her second reply came and Phil couldn't help let his heart speed up a little. Was this considered flirting? Phil didn't know how to react. His emotions were confusing lately and Jessica was suddenly less appealing for some reason. Like there was someone else in the back of his mind but he couldn't work out who. In the end he replied with,

"Haha okay, but only outside work. :)"

"Deal ;)" She said and then they stopped after that. At the end of the day she threw him a grin and what looked like a flirty wink before she left, Phil leaving soon afterwards after he locked up. He needed a good night's sleep to rest his aching brain.

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Dan returned on normal time that Tuesday but looked exhausted and only managed a small 'good morning' to Phil, not bothering to glance his way or acknowledge his reply as he went straight into his office after Phil's "Morning."

Phil watched him almost slam his office door. He felt sad to see Dan in this state, once again he was caring too much about others. He'd like nothing more than to comfort Dan and make him happy but something told him he wouldn't appreciate that right now.

Instead Phil spent that Tuesday getting on with work with no texts fro Jessica and no other appearances from either of the Howell's. The only other contact they made was a quick "goodbye" at the end of the day. Phil felt a little down in the dumps. Dan's gloomy mood had seemed to drain into him and he couldn't help feel grumpy later that night.

He woke a little roughly the next morning but made himself as presentable as possible for work. When Dan came in that morning he didn't look that exhausted and managed not to walk in his slouched manner. As he approached Phil a small smile played on his lips. "You look awful mate." Was his first words of the day, making Phil chuckle.

"Thanks, had a rough night." Phil explained. Dan's eyebrows raised slightly and an almost unnoticeable flash of anger crossed his features.

"Rough night as in ... doing the dirty?" He questioned, laughing slightly, although it somehow seemed forced.

Phil's eyes widened in shock at Dan's assumption and flushed red in embarrassment. "W-what? NO! I didn't- I mean- I wouldn't-" Phil stumbled over his words. Dan gave a genuine laugh this time which Phil couldn't help smile at because it was such a joyous sound.

"It's fine Phil. No need to act so innocent!" Dan smirked.

"I'm not innocent." Phil pouted.

"Sure, have a nice day Phil." Dan smiled before walking into his office, a smile on his face. His happiness radiated off him and Phil couldn't help his mood rise ten times more.

His day continued to go normally until finishing time. He stopped what he was doing when Jessica and Dan both walked out the office, seemingly bickering over something.

"Oh come on Daniel! You were invited so go and live a little. She seems to like you!" He caught Jessica say. He suddenly felt the familiar pang of jealousy he felt on Friday and couldn't help frown at the feeling once again.

"No Jess. I can't go alone, I'd need someone to go with me. Besides I don't want to go, I don't need to to play match maker for me." Dan sighed.

"YES I DO! You haven't had a girlfriend in ages. Maybe she could stop you moping around all time. As for someone coming with you, you know I can't make it tonight!" Jess explained, almost exasperated.

"Then who will help me?" Dan hissed. There was a pause before Jess spoke up again.

"Why don't you ask Phil? You two seem to get on well enough. I'm sure he won't mind." Jessica said, not realizing Phil had heard and was for some reason against the idea. He didn't want to help Dan with this mystery girl for some reason. He wanted to find a way out of there quickly so they didn''t have the chance to ask.

"See you guys tomorrow." Phil said quickly, picking his bag up and starting to power walk towards the lift. He heard some harsh whispers behind him before Dan spoke up.

"Wait Phil!" He called, causing Phil to freeze to the spot and scrunch his eyes shut, let out a frustrated breath before plastering a smile on his face and turning around.

"Yeah?" He asked, acting innocent.

"Look ... um." Dan started, sounding unsure. Jessica rolled her eyes and turned to Phil.

"Phil, would you mind accompanying Dan to a party tonight? He's meeting someone tonight and I'd appreciate it if you were there to back him up. What do you say?" She asked, smiling brightly. It wasn't like Phil could say no, that would seem rude and out of character of him. He could make an excuse, but then he'd feel guilty for lying when Dan needed someone. He resisted the urge to sigh and put on a weak smile.

"Oh, um, sure. Is there a dress code?" He asked.

"Black suit and tie." Dan filled in.

"Ok, should I drive there or-"

"Jessica gave me your number so I'll get a car to pick you up. I'll text you when I'm there if that's okay?" Dan asked, suddenly acting more nervous than usual. Phil felt his heart speed up a little, Dan had his number? For some reason this fact excited him a little too much and Phil realized he needed to figure out these confusing feelings sooner or later.

"Yeah, sounds great." Phil smiled genuinely then left, saying his goodbyes.

Phil dug through his wardrobe and found his smartest black suit and a silver tie. He quickly got dressed then sat around in his apartment for ages, going on social media sites and watching pointless episodes on TV before his phone went off with an unknown number.

"Hey Phil, it's Dan. I'm outside. :)" The text said. Phil felt his heart flutter slightly but pushed these confusing feelings down and replied quickly before locking his door and running down the steps to Dan's waiting car.

"Will be right out :)"

Phil hopped into the back seat where he saw Dan waiting. Dan was wearing a very slimming black suit jack and a purple tie. Phil immediately noticed that Dan was wearing black skinny jeans as well as purple converse which matched his tie and he couldn't help crack a smile. For some reason Dan looking all smart in his black suit was quite hot and Phil found himself once again confused by his thoughts.

"Nice shoes." He smirked as the car began to drive.

"Speak for yourself." Dan retorted, gesturing towards Phil's shoes. He had put on a pair of black lee coopers, not really smart shoes but still a little more appropriate than Dan's bright purple ones.

"Touche, but at least mine are a bit more normal." Phil grinned.

"Pfft, who needs normal?" Dan asked, also grinning.

"No one. Normalness leads to sadness." Phil replied wisely.

"That should be on a mug." Dan teased.

"Shut up!" Phil laughed but only half heartily, earning another grin from Dan.

Dan and Phil walked around together throughout their time there at the party, swapping small talk and politely joining other conversation too, but never leaving each other's side. Phil learned that the 'girl' was a woman called Carrie and was the daughter to a very rich company owner much like Dan. However Phil noticed that Dan made little effort to really talk to her.

After three hours Dan suddenly let out a frustrated sigh and looked down at the expensive wine in his hand. "Wanna get out of here?" He asked, placing the glass on a nearby table.

"Already? Don't you have other business to take care of?" Phil asked.

"Nope, plus this party is boring as fuck." Dan replied in a bored tone. Phil cringed at the use of a swear word, he was never one for violence, verbally and physically.

"Don't swear." He found himself muttering, earning a confused look from Dan. He dipped his head in embarrassment at what he said.

Dan chuckled, "That's cute." He commented.

"What's cute?" Phil frowned.

"You don't like swearing." Dan explained.

"That's not cute, it's just not very nice." Phil defended, although he could feel a blush crawling up his cheeks.

"Haha whatever." Dan smiled.

"So, where would we go? Do you want me to go home?" Phil asked, changing the subject.

"You could come back to mine?" Dan said almost hesitantly.

"Oh no, it's fine. I wouldn't want to intrude." Phil politely declined, even though he'd love to.

"Don't be ridiculous, you wouldn't be intruding!" Dan grinned and not giving Phil a chance to reply, dragged him out the door and into the car. It wasn't too long a drive to Dan's apartment and Dan told the driver he could go home and that he'd drive Phil home later. Both of them went up to the top floor of the apartment building.

When Dan opened the door and let Phil go in first and he admired the slightly better than average flat and it's view over the city of London. "Nice place." Phil commented.

"Thanks." Dan replied, joining him by the window and looking out over the dark rooftops of buildings and the bright lights from the city.

"It's breathtaking." Phil smiled, completely absorbed by the scene in front of him. He was confused when Dan didn't reply and turned to look at him. He was surprised to find Dan's gaze already upon him with what looked like a concentrated look, as if trying to figure out every secret Phil had. Usually it would make Phil uncomfortable but he couldn't find it in himself to look away from those captivating coffee eyes.

After a while of weird staring Dan broke the eye contact looking at anything else, awkwardly. "Do you want a drink?" He finally said.

"Some coffee would be nice." Phil commented.

"I'll be right back, make yourself comfortable." Dan smiled and left to what Phil assumed was the kitchen.

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Dan and Phil spent the night talking and having the TV play silently in the background as they both found out more stuff about the other. They had a scary amount in common and soon was on the debate of which Muse song was the best.

Phil's was Undisclosed Desires whilst Dan's argument was Sunburn. They haden't really noticed it but through their time together they had somehow shuffled closer. Phil was sitting cross legged, knees sometimes brushing against Dan's whilst his head lay on the back of the sofa tiredly. Dan had his back against the sofa's armrest and was also cross legged whilst his body was leaned forward and his head resting against his arm which was resting on the back of the sofa. The was probably only a ruler's length between them and Phil's could sometimes feel Dan's breath on his face.

As the conversation died down Phil found himself getting drowsier but still kept his heavily lidded eyes on Dan's pretty ones, not wanting to look away. It was in his sleepy form that he noticed how much he wanted to actually kiss Dan and how beautiful he looked in that light. Even though he wasn't fully conscious he realized why he'd been having weird feelings. It was because he liked Dan. He wasn't crushing on Jessica anymore but crushing on Dan, which was a weird but appealing thought in his head.

Dan sat there looking at Phil as his eyes got heavier and couldn't help let his heart flutter at the beautiful sight of Phil in front of him. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way but ever since Phil walked up to him in 'The White Stallion' he couldn't get his cute face out of his head. For some reason Phil made him come out of his shell and he liked being around him. When he mentioned having a rough night the other day Dan suddenly felt jealous and wondered whether he was already seeing someone. He knew he shouldn't fancy his secretary but feelings were an uncontrollable force and how could he not be attracted to someone as hot and adorable as Phil?

Dan soon caught himself when he realized he had slowly been edging closer, he knew Phil would fall asleep soon. He didn't want to drive him home but it would be really awkward if he woke up the next day in Dan's house and they both had to go to work.

"Phil?" Dan whispered.

"Mhm?" He mumbled, his eyes fully closed now.

"I have to drive you home. You're falling asleep." Dan cooed softly, taking a risk and brushing some of Phil's fringe out the way. Phil sighed in content at the touch, feeling himself get even drowsier but still slightly conscious.

"M'not." He mumbled, although it was obvious that he was. Dan smiled at how adorable he was acting.

"Yes you are, now come on. Lets get you home." With that, Dan got up from his comfortable position on the sofa, the action making Phil open his eyes. He groaned but stretched and let out a cute yawn before standing up and smiling sleepily at Dan. In that second Dan wanted to grab Phil, push him back on the sofa and kiss him senseless but he obviously wasn't going to act on his want driven thoughts.

Dan drove Phil home, the ride silent because Phil was slowly nodding off in the passenger seat. Dan walked Phil up to his apartment door and wished him goodnight before leaving Phil to rest in piece. On the way back in the car he thought over the events of the night. He thought about how funny Phil was. He thought about how pretty his smile was. He thought about how cute and adorable Phil was when he laughed. He thought about how his eyes lit up when he was happy. He thought about how soft his hair felt between his fingers and how he wanted to rake through it whilst attacking his perfect lips.

Dan had to snap out of those thoughts though as he soon realized he was driving and could crash. He also know that if he continued he'd start to get aroused and he didn't want to have to deal with his problem if it were to happen.

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Soon enough it was Friday again and Phil was looking forward to the party the next day. He was hoping he'd see Dan there. Dan was away on business again on Thursday and Phil missed him, despite Jessica who was having a friendly conversation with him every once in a while. On Friday though he was back in the morning and gave Phil a friendly 'good morning' along with a smile that made Phil's heart flutter like it did when he saw Jessica for the first time.

He feels awkward when Jessica flirts with him now, well at least he thinks it's flirting, he can never be sure. For his lunch break he met up with Chris and PJ on the thirtieth floor for a coffee since they haden't spoken in a while. Phil remembered he had to invite them to the party on Saturday too.

"Hey Phillip, long time no see. You're not too important for us now are you?" Chris teased.

"Pfft, never! How are you guys?" Phil asked.

"Alright s'pose. How's the big bad giant?" PJ grinned. Before Phil could speak up Chris jumped in.

"I hear he's a right angry dude. Apparently he went bat shit at Sam the other day for not handing his report in on Wednesday!" Chris gossiped. Phil frowned, he knew that wasn't true becuse Sam never visited the top floor on Wednesday and his office door had been open the whole day so Phil could see who was in and out. Phil decided he needed to say something in Dan's defence.

"He's not that bad." Phil said.

"You sure? He sounds like a right nasty dude." Chris replied.

"Well he's not!" Phil nearly snapped. Chris and PJ gave him a funny look.

"Whatever you say mate." PJ sighed. Phil sighed then decided to change the subject.

"Look Jessica invited me to the party tomorrow, some club. I'll email you the address, she said I could bring friends." Phil explained."You up for it?"

"S'pose I could swing by."

"Yeah me too." They replied and Phil smiled.

"Great, see you guys tomorrow." Phil grinned.

"See ya Phil!" Chris called and then Phil returned to the top floor, resuming his position behind the desk and reading and replying to the new bunch of emails on his laptop.

The hours flew by and soon enough it was the end of the day and Phi started to pack his stuff out. Just as he was doing this Jessica walked out.

"See you tomorrow Phil!" She called and Phil nodded his head and smiled. As Jessica disappeared into the lift Dan emerged from his office, locking it behind him. He then turned round and smiled at Phil.

"Hey Phil."

"Hey Dan." Phil smiled

"So um ... do you have anything planned right now?" Dan asked a little hesitantly, unsure if this was the right thing to do.

"Right now? No, don't think so." Phil replied.

"Do you want to go out for a coffee?" He suggested, biting his lip. Phil's attention went immediately to the lip biting and nearly forgot to answer.

"O-oh yeah sure. I'd love to." He smiled, although his eyes kept dancing from Dan's to his lips which Dan stopped biting and turned into a full smile.

"Cool lets go." He grinned and walked ahead of Phil who cursed himself under his breath for staring. He soon caught up with Dan and they both went to the Starbucks down the street. As they both got their coffees and settled down in a booth next to the window, rain started to spit down from the grey sky.

"Brilliant." Dan sighed sarcastically and wrapped his cold fingers round the warm coffee cup.

"Typical, you count on one sunny day in London and then it starts to rain." Phil sighed and took a sip from his vanilla latte, letting out a content sound and then turning to watch the rain race down the window.

"Yeah." Dan sighed. "Anyway, how are you? Do you like the new position so far? It's been two weeks." He asked, diverting the conversation to a new topic.

"It's great, even though I'm not in the writing business just now I'm enjoying being secretary, it's a lot more peaceful than floor twenty one." Phil smiled. "When there's nothing to do for a while it's nice to just relax and think." Phil added, knowing he could be more casual outside of work with Dan.

"What sort of things do you think about?" Dan asked curiously.

"Oh I dunno. Life? Kittens? Pizza?" Phil listed off.

"That's a strange collection." Dan grinned.

"It depends on my mood I suppose." Phil smiled, shrugging his shoulder and taking a sip of his latte. "What about you? What do you do when you have a spare few minutes in the office?" He asked.

"I suppose I think too. Nothing as interesting as your thoughts though. Mine are usually stressful, and I tend to be falling into an Existential Crisis every few days, it doesn't help get work done, I can assure you!" Dan sighed.

"Existential Crisis? Why?" Phil asked.

"Suppose I'm just questioning things. Everything's getting to me, I'm stressed out almost all the time. I'm surprised none of my hair has fallen out." He chuckled making Phil smile too. "It's just I'm only 23 and I get landed with carrying on the family business ... you know it wasn't originally my choice." Dan said sadly.

Phil's eyes widened, he had never heard this story before. If Dan was unhappy with what he was doing then why doesn't he just quit? "You're not happy?" Phil asked wearily.

"Does it look like I'm happy?" Dan asked, a sarcastic look on his face.

"S'pose not." Phil replied, taking another sip. "Why did you take the job if you didn't want it?" He questioned, wondering if he was overstepping any boundaries. Dan looked uncomfortable with the question. "You don't have to tell me if it's an uncomfortable topic!" Phil rushed in.

Dan smiled at Phil, "Thank you Phil for your kindness but it's fine. My father always expected great things from his Children, so when my older brother went off somewhere I was left with the burden of carrying on the business. Jessica refused to let me go it alone so she's been helping me for the past year. I told her to get away whilst she can but she refuses to leave me here. To be honest I don't know what I'd do without her." Dan sighed and gave Dan a sad smile.

"I'm sorry Dan. You should be able to do what you want. Was there anything you wanted to be?" Phil asked.

Dan snorted, "Lots of things when I was younger. I suppose I wanted to do a bit of acting but I'm so awkward that seems stupid now. I don't really know what else I could do, what else I'd be good at." He explained. It was silent for a moment, both deep in thought. "We probably shouldn't dwell on this subject. It's kind of depressing!" Dan suddenly said, plastering a smile on his face.

"Okay." Phil smiled. They chatted for a little longer until Dan said he needed to go and get some work done at home so they said their goodbyes and parted ways. Phil loved being around Dan. When he wasn't in work form he was a nice guy to hang around and so young too ... well younger than Phil anyway, Phil was 26 and Dan was 23. He loved feeling butterflies whenever he was around Dan and how cute he looked when he smiled. He just generally loved Dan.

Dan loved to spend time with Phil too. It was like Phil was becoming a close friend ... one of Dan's only friends really. He had other friends outside of work but he hardly had the time to meet them so Phil was a nice change. He acted so young for his age and always looked on the bright side of life. (Monty Python reference) He was Dan's ray of sunshine as far as he saw things.

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Soon enough it was Saturday and Phil changed into his party gear which consisted of a blue plaid shirt, a pair of black skinny jeans and a pair of grey vans. Once again he straightened out his inky black hair and then grabbed his keys, wallet and phone before hopping in his car and driving to the club Jessica had told him about.

He was immediately let in and quickly find Jessica near the bar ordering drinks for her friends. Phil noticed a few familiar faces from the last time he had been there and said hello to all of them as he was greeted. He ordered a small beer for himself, deciding he'd get a little tipsy tonight.

"PHIL! GLAD TO SEE YOU MADE IT!" Jessica shouted over the music.

"YEAH, IT'S GOOD TO GET OUT!" Phil shouted back.

"HOW ABOUT THAT DANCE?" She asked.

"SOUNDS GREAT." Phil replied and quickly downed the rest of his drink before following her to the dance floor. They danced around to a fast beat song for a while, laughing and flailing about. Whilst this was happening, Phil couldn't help scan the crowd for a familiar brown haired boy. However hard he looked he could not find Dan among the sea of people.

Suddenly a slow song started and he turned back to Jessica, suddenly uncomfortable with the speed of the tune. He was about to say he was off to find his friends but Jess wrapped her arms round his neck and began swaying to the song. Phil sighed and placed his hands on her hips but didn't look down at her. He looked around the club the whole time, still in search of Dan.

As the end of the slow song began to end he felt Jessica's grip tighten. He finally looked at her and was surprised to see her so close. She looked like she was going to lean in and kiss him. He needed to get out of there quick and saw Chris and PJ in the corner. Before Jessica could get any closer he spoke up.

"My friends Chris and PJ are over there, I'm going to go say hi!" He quickly said, before unlatching her from his body.

"Oh, okay." She said, sounding slightly disappointed. It made Phil feel guilty but even guiltier that he liked her brother instead. "Find me later though alright?" She smiled again.

"Definitely." Phil smiled and kissed her on the cheek as a sort of apology and went off to see Chris and PJ.

Phil got a little more drunk throughout the night, still not having seen Dan. He wasn't too drunk but enough to begin to get a little dizzy at all the lights and fast moving people. He was feeling disappointed that Dan haden't showed up and was contemplating leaving.

He started to stumble through the crowd so he could call a taxi and leave but tripped over someone's foot and fell straight into another's arms. He yelped as the other person caught them and let out a sigh of relief when he found out he was safe. He opened one bleary eye to see a rather blurred version of Dan smiling down at him. Phil's face immediately broke into a grin.

"DAN! I was beginning to think you weren't coming!" Phil slurred, giggling as Dan pushed him to his feet.

"Whoa Phil, I've never seen you drunk before." Dan chuckled.

"There's still a few things you don't know about me." Phil said in a sort of seductive voice which made Dan raise an eyebrow.

"Is that an act of seduction?" Dan smirked.

"It can be whatever you want it to be babe. Now dance with me!" Phil replied, tugging on Dan's arm. He didn't miss the bright blush which crosses Dan's face at the pet name and smirked to himself. They stopped in the middle of the dance floor and Phil began to sway his hips to the beat, biting is lips slightly in an attempt to be sexy.

Dan was very surprised at this drunk Phil, but couldn't help like his seductive attitude. His lip biting and hip swaying was becoming a turn on and Dan didn't know where it was going but he wasn't trying hard to stop it. They danced for a few songs until Phil suddenly got up some courage and turned his back to Dan and started to lightly back his hips into Dan's.

Dan's breathing hitched as Phil started swaying his hips in front of him, this was definitely turning him on. As the song went on, Phil pressed more into Dan and then proceeded to grind on him. Dan let out a small noise from the back of his throat as Phil's hips grinded on his crotch. His hands found Phil's waist and his grip tightened, guiding him back.

As more upbeat songs kept playing Phil continued to grind back into Dan who was breathing heavily and gripping Phil's hips tightly. As they continued this Phil's shirt had managed to ride up so Dan's warm hands made contact with Phil's skin and Phil shivered at the contact. Dan couldn't help let his fingers slide upwards to Phil's sides, feeling over the small muscles in his masculine body. His hands slid to Phil's stomach and Dan's chin rested on Phil's shoulder, breathing on his neck. Phil shivered at the sensation of Dan's fingers and his breath on his neck. He was getting more turned on the longer it went.

Dan's hands started to trace light patterns into Phil's stomach, circling over a faint six pack and slowly leading downwards. The action made Phil suddenly moan and even over the music Dan managed to hear it, loving the noise straight away. Phil suddenly turned around, surprising Dan. Phil looked Dan up and down with a hunger in his eyes which he saw reflected in Dan's and he grabbed him by the wrist and back through the crowd of people.

They went to a dark corner where no one seemed to be paying attention to and Phil pinned Dan against the wall, making the younger man grunt. Phil pushed through bodies together and hovered his lips in front of Dan's breathing on them in anticipation. All Dan wanted at that moment was for Phil to kiss him hard against the wall and him this close was agonizingly teasing.

"Hurry up already!" Dan growled out, making Phil smirk and connect their lips in a hungry passionate kiss. Phil pressed Dan harder against the wall, making him groan into his mouth, and his fingers to dig into Phil's hair. Phil may have been intoxicated but even if he was sober he'd be sure to be enjoying it just as much.

Phil's tongue prodded against Dan's lips and he didn't hesitate to let Phil in and explore his mouth. Phil moaned as Dan let him in, digging his fingers into Dan's hips. In the spur of the moment he ground his hips down into Dan's crotch earning a groan from each of them. Phil's lips then left Dan's and kissed down his jaw to his neck where he placed small kisses. Dan's breathing hitched and his fingers tighten in Phil's black hair. He then began to suck and nip at the golden skin there, receiving a loud moan from the younger, making him smirk and leave a large love bite on his neck.

Phil went to go back and kiss Dan but he suddenly found their positions being flipped and Phil was the one against the wall. Dan kissed down Phil's jaw and his neck until he got his collar bones. He started to nip at the skin there and Phil let out a whimper as Dan left a few bruises along that line. Dan then kissed his way back up and gave Phil one last peck before standing back.

"You're drunk Phil, this is seen as taking advantage of you." Dan breathed, raking his hand through his own hair and catching his breath back.

"Don't you want me Danny boy?" Phil slurred, proving that he was under the influence.

"Of course I want you. You have no idea how much..." Dan trailed off, giving Phil a once over before continuing, "But this is wrong and you'll forget this ever happened tomorrow and we can go back to normal on Monday okay?" Dan said, although he didn't want it to stop.

"But Daaaaaan." Phil whined.

"Sorry Phil, come on I'll call you a taxi." Dan sighed and dragged Phil out the club, phoning for a taxi and telling the guy Phil's address before driving off.

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Phil haden't remembered what happened the next morning and he had such a bad hangover he couldn't remember if he tried because his brain hurt. He spent half the day bent over the toilet, being sick and vowed never to get drunk again, although he was sure he would in the future. When it came to Sunday night he still haden't remembered and fell asleep fast that night.

He only remembered when he was having a dream about it on the Sunday night and he woke up on the Monday morning with wide eyes and a fast heartbeat. He spent the whole morning yelling at himself as he got ready for work, cursing himself for getting drunk and letting his want for Dan show. Things were surely going to be awkward now, even though Dan said they'd go back to normal.

Phil just sighed and decided he'd pretend he doesn't remember and left to go to work. He was in at the usual time. He knew Dan wasn't going to be in for another twenty minutes but he decided to busy himself with work so he didn't have a lot of time to interact with Dan when he did come.

Surely enough the lift dinged and Phil held his breath, deciding not to look up and continuing to type on the computer. He heard two voices and relaxed when he heard Jessica was with him. When they were closer he looked up and smiled at both of them, saying his usual good morning.

"Where'd you go on Saturday Phil? You do this every time." Jessica asked. Phil noticed Dan tense out the corner of his eye and fought hard not to look at Dan and not react. He just chuckled instead and replied, "I had quite a bit to drink last night, I hardly remember what happened." He glanced at Dan who was looking at the floor.

"Haha, how was the hang over?" Jessica asked.

"Not pleasant." Phil shuddered, making Jessica laugh and Dan to smile in attempts of joining the conversation.

"Ok well I hope your better today, see you later Phil." Jessica smiled and her and Dan walked into their office. Once the door was firmly shut behind them Phil's smile dropped and he flopped back in his chair, dragging his nails down his face in frustration. After a minute of moping he decided to distract himself with the work he had to do.

When Dan and Jessica entered the office they went straight to work with the usual morning paperwork. Dan haden't told Jessica about the thing on Saturday yet and was contemplating on telling her at all. Twenty minutes later as Dan was writing down notes with a pencil on his small not pad, Jessica spoke up.

"Phil's sweet isn't he?" She asked. Dan stopped writing for a second before frowning and continuing with his notes.

"I suppose." Dan replied.

"What do you think about him?" She kept going.

"Well um ... I suppose he's quite funny, and kind too." Dan shrugged, not sure as to why she was asking these questions. "Why?" He asked.

"I think I like him." She said, looking dreamy. As soon as the words left her mouth Dan's mouth dropped open and his grip tightened on the pencil he was holding and it snapped in his grip. He felt his chest tighten, he didn't know what to feel.

If his sister fancied Phil and so did he then there was a huge problem. Dan didn't even know if what Phil did on Saturday was his true actions or just the one of a horny drunk's. Dan felt so disappointed when Phil seemed to genuinely not remember anything but that was the thing he had also been hoping for so there'd be no awkward misunderstandings. The other problem was that he loved his sister and if he had to sacrifice Phil for her then that's what he'd do and that crushed Dan too.

"You what?" Dan decided on, not being able to keep the anger out of his voice.

"Please don't get mad! I think he likes me too. He's been so sweet and he's so cute. Please don't be protective brother and be happy for me for once. I really like this guy. I may not know a lot about him but I'd like to get to know him. I'm waiting to see if he will ask me out." Jessica sighed and smiled, twirling a lock of golden hair around her finger.

Dan's chest clenched once again but he shook the feelings off. "Okay." Dan replied, not knowing what else to say and going back to his work. He felt like if he carried on he'd probably start to cry because Phil was starting to be a huge part in Dan's life.

"Okay? That's it? You're not going to yell at me?" Jessica asked, astonished.

"He's a good guy." Was all Dan could reply with.

"Oh thank you Dan! I need to leave for a meeting! I'll be back in half an hour. Thanks for supporting me!" She grinned and brought him into a hug.

"No problem sis." Dan sighed and hugged her tight before letting her go. When Jess opened the door he caught a glimpse of Phil who was working away at the reception desk in concentration. As Jessica says a hello he looks up and beams at her and replies with his own before getting back to work. Dan thinks that he fancies her for sure. There was only one way to find out.

Once he was sure his sister was gone, he picked up the phone to Phil's desk and asked him to come into his office. Not a minute later the door clicked and Phil stuck his head round the door, looking painfully cute.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Come in, I need to talk to you." Dan sighed, standing up and walking round to the front of his desk then leaning back on the front of it, arms crossed across his chest. Phil nodded, looking confused then closed the door behind him.

Phil was nervous in case Dan was going to talk about Saturday night but was shocked at what Dan asked next.

"Do you fancy my sister?" Dan asked bluntly.

"What?!" Phil exclaimed.

"Don't play stupid with me Lester. I see the way you look at her so I'll ask you again. Do you fancy my sister?" Dan asked, his voice raising slightly.

"NO! I don't" Phil said, exasperated. Dan frowned.

"Well you fancy SOMEONE! You always have a dazed look on your face and you always smile brightly when you see her! So tell me if you like her or not! I'm not going to kill you, I just need confirmation!" Dan said, getting impatient.

"I told you I don't fancy her." Phil said through gritted teeth. "I fancy someone but it isn't her alright?" Phil sighed and raked his fingers through his hair. Dan didn't know whether to feel happy or unhappy. Happy that there was still a chance with Phil and unhappy because he didn't return his sister's feelings.

"Well who do you fancy then?" Dan snapped, deciding on unhappy. Phil was silent for a while and the tension slowly built up in the room. Dan found his breath hitching at the intense look in Phil's eyes. After a long two minutes Dan spoke up again, "Well?" He asked but his voice cracked at the end, and Dan cursed himself.

Phil suddenly took in a breath and took long strides across the room and grabbed Dan's face, bringing it closer. Dan's breath stuttered as he once again found himself only inches away from those perfect lips, hot breath fanning on his own. Phil haden't kissed him straight away in case he wanted to pull away. Like last time Dan found himself becoming impatient as Phil's eyes were searching his.

"Hurry up already!" Dan growled suddenly, making Phil laugh as he remembered Saturday and connected their lips without another word. Phil pushed Dan back against his desk and Dan moaned, hands sliding into Phil's inky locks. He felt Phil push him further back until he found himself having to lean on his elbows against the papers on his desk. Phi's hands trailed down Dan's body, lingering on his hips before his hand gripped Dan's thighs, lifting them up which encouraged Dan to wrap them round his waist.

Phil then pulled away from Dan's lips and trailed kisses down his jaw to the love bite he had left last time. His tongue traced over it making Dan moan as his hot tongue traced the sensitive skin there. Then Phil bit down once again, making Dan hiss but groan as well. His fingers tugged tight on Phil's hair before pulling him back for another heated kiss. When the both finally had to pull away for air, they rested their foreheads against each other and panted.

"You." Phil breathed, replying to hid previous question.

"I caught on." Dan smiled and reached up to peck his lips once.

Looks like the big bad giant was the golden goose after all...

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