(Okay so quick a/n, anything in regular text is Phil's letter and anything in italics is things happening in real time, so it'll be like the letter and how it relates to what's happening in real time. Or the past. I dunno. ANYWAYS yeah I'm doing this because of my short chapter earlier. Also, the real time happenings will be in third person. That's all :)) Much love, Sam)

Phil woke up the next morning and stretched, like a cat woken up from a mid-day nap. He liked the thought of being a cat, and smiled. Dan popped into his room. "Ready for the party?" he asked. "What party?" Phil questioned. "Remember, PJ and Chris's house warming party? They moved in together today." Dan answered.

Dear Dan,

Today you must've gotten up up early, because a little while after I woke up you came into my room. "Ready for the party?" you asked me. "What party?" I asked. I felt bad, because I had no idea what you were talking about. "Remember, PJ and Chris's house warming party? They moved in together today." You must've mentioned it before because you looked at me like you expected me to know what you were talking about.

"Oh yeah!" Phil exclaimed. "I didn't know that was today." he said. "Well it's good they finally did. They've only been together forever." Dan rolled his eyes and giggled. "We beat them to it, and we aren't even together!" Phil cringed at his words but Dan didn't seem find anything strange about them. "Yeah, I guess we did." he laughed, and said "Well, I'll leave you to get ready." and with that he left the room.

"Oh yeah!" I said, remembering. "I didn't know that was today," I replied honestly. Your smile widened. "Well it's good they finally did. They've only been together forever." you rolled your eyes, taking my breath away with the action. You're giggle afterwards melted my heart. "We beat them to it, and we aren't even together!" I said, and cringed. Why would I even say that, much less think that? You didn't seem affected by my outburst. In fact, you laughed. "Yeah, I guess we did. Well, I'll leave you to get ready." and you left, closing the door behind you.

Phil quickly took a shower and got dressed. He styled his hair and went into the kitchen so he could eat a little something before he went to the party. "The party is in like half an hour, so we're leaving in like five or ten minutes." Dan chuckled. "You slept in pretty late." Phil laughed and nodded. "I guess so." He decided not to eat anything before leaving, and went in search of a pair of shoes. Once he found what he was looking for, he slipped the shoes on and threw a jacket over his shoulders. "Ready to go?" Dan asked. Phil nodded. "And can you grab their gift?" Dan asked, pointing to a basket in the kitchen. Phil nodded again and grabbed the fruit basket off of the counter. Dan opened the door, holding it for Phil as he had the fruit basket and couldn't spare a hand for it. They stepped out and began the walk to PJ and Chris's new flat.

I took a shower and picked out a pair of skinny jeans and one of my plaid button-ups. I styled my hair quickly and went out into the kitchen, where you were. I was gonna grab some cereal before you said, "The party is in like half an hour so we're leaving in like fiver or ten minutes." you giggled. "You slept pretty late." I laughed in turn. "I guess so." I put the cereal back in the cupboard. Instead, I went to go find my shoes. I slipped them on and threw a jacket on. "Ready to go?" you asked. I nodded. "And can you grab their gift?" you said, pointing to their gift in the kitchen. I grabbed the fruit basket off of the counter. You held the door open for me, and I blushed, hiding my face behind the basket. We stepped out of the building and walked over to PJ and Chris's flat.

"PEEEEEJ!" Chris yelled as he opened the door. "DAN AND PHIL ARE HERE!" PJ came running into the room, slipping on the hardwood floor with his socks. He laughed as he slipped, gripping Chris's arm. "Ooh, and they brought gifts!" PJ exclaimed. Dan and Phil laughed as they were greeted in. The boys said their hellos to everyone. Dan shook Phil's arm. "Phil, I'm gonna go get a beer, you want one?" he asked. "No thanks," Phil replied. He wasn't a big drinker. Dan went into the kitchen to grab a beer, and Phil engaged in conversation with other people. He didn't see Dan a lot for a while. At around ten at night, Dan shook Phil's arm. He smelled only faintly of alcohol, Phil noticed. "Hey," Dan seemed completely sober, surprisingly. Maybe he had only had a drink or two, less than his usual eight. "Can you come with me?" Phil reluctantly agreed, slightly worried about Dan.

Chris opened the door when we knocked. "PEEEEEJ!" Chris yelled. "DAN AND PHIL ARE HERE!" PJ ran and slipped on the wooden floors, laughing and hanging on Chris's arm. "Ooh, and they brought gifts!" PJ noted excitedly. We laughed as we were pulled in the door by Chris. We greeted everyone and you pulled on my arm. "Phil, I'm gonna go grab a beer, you want one?" I shook my head. "No thanks," I said. I was never a big drinker, whereas you love to drink. I started to talk with other people and I didn't see you much for a few hours. At around ten, you showed up at my side, smelling faintly of alcohol. "Hey, can you come with me?" you asked. You didn't slur, or hiccup. You seemed perfectly sober, much to my surprise. Maybe you only had one or two drinks, not your usual eight or nine. I searched your eyes for any sign of buzz, but you seemed like you hadn't drank at all. I reluctantly agreed to follow you out of the building.

Dan led Phil outside. "Phil, I-I was thinking, and I thought I should tell you this somewhere private, and quiet." Dan's speech slurred a bit. Sure, Dan had seemed fine, but maybe that was just wishful thinking clouding Phil's judgement. As Dan hiccuped a few times, giggling a bit, he figured Dan was drunker than he had originally appeared, causing Phil to frown. "Phil, I thought I should tell you," Dan took a shaky breath and put his hands around Phil's waist. Phil had no clue how to react - he had never been in a predicament such as this, so he stayed put. "I-I've been thinking. About how you said we beat Chris and PJ to it, and we aren't even together," Dan hiccuped and giggled again. Phil had no idea where this was going. He hoped it wasn't going where he thought it was. Dan was drunk. He had no idea what he was talking about. "And I thought- well I thought I should confess something." Phil gulped. "Phil, I'm in love with you," and with that Dan smashed his lips into Phil's. Phil was beyond shocked- so shocked he forgot what he was doing and kissed Dan back. And then he remembered Dan was drunk, and this meant nothing. He pushed Dan off of him gently. "Dan, we're going home," Phil said, hoisting Dan into his arms bridal style. Dan giggled and kissed Phil's cheek. "Okay!" Phil couldn't help but blush at druken Dan's affection, but he was serious as he walked back into PJ and Chris's flat.

Once we were outside, your sparkling brown eyes bore into mine. "Phil, I-I was thinking, and I thought I should tell you this somewhere private, and quiet." your speech slurred, and I realized you were drunk, despite what I had thought just a minute ago. I frowned, as you hiccuped and giggled before continuing on. "Phil, I thought I should tell you," you took a long breath in and placed your hands on my waist. I was so very confused as to how to react. I had never been in a situation like this before, and therefore had not the slightest idea on how to handle it. I didn't move. "I-I've been. About how you said we beat Chris and PJ to it, and we aren't even together." you hiccuped and giggled drunkenly again. I hoped this wasn't going where I thought it was. After all, you were drunk and wouldn't remember this in the morning. "And I thought- well I thought I should confess something." I gulped. "Phil, I'm in love with you." You gave me no time to react, as you kissed me before I could say anything. The kiss was sweet, and you tasted of beer mixed with vanilla and caramel. I kissed back before I realized what I was doing. The kiss didn't mean a thing. You were drunk. I pulled away and picked you up, bridal style. "Dan, we're going home." I said. You giggled and kissed my cheek sloppily. "Okay!" I couldn't stop the blush that flushed my face at your drunk affection, but I pulled a serious face, heading back to the party.

"Hey guys, we're gonna be heading out." Phil could tell Chris and PJ were drunk too, as they just giggled and laughed as they waved Dan and Phil out the door. "Phil, did you know you're really pretty?" Dan asked, running a hand through Phil's jet-black fringe. "Yes, I did. Now let's get you home." It proved hard to unlock their front door with a drunken Dan in his arms, but he couldn't deny he liked the feeling of carrying the younger boy. He dumped the boy on his bed, and was about to leave when he heard Dan pout, "Phil, will you stay with me?" he hated feeling like he was taking any advantage of Dan, but he laid in the bed with him until he fell asleep. Phil crept back into his own room, hoping Dan's memories of the night would disappear by morning.

"Hey guys, we're gonna be heading out." I said. I knew Chris and PJ were also drunk, as they just laughed and waved us out. "Phil, did you know you're really pretty?" you asked me, as you ran a hand through my hair. I smiled and shook my head. "Yes, I did. Now let's get you home." When we got up the stairs, earning weird looks from people coming in or going out late, I realized how hard it was to unlock the door while still carrying you. I didn't want to put you down, for fear you'd try something, and also because I liked the feeling of you in my arms. I finally opened the door and shut it behind me. I dropped you on your bed and was about to leave when I heard you whimper, "Phil, with you stay with me?" I hated even the slight feeling of taking advantage of you in your drunken state, I laid next to you until you fell asleep. I silently tip-toed into my room. I pray you forget the night's events in the morning.

Yours, Phil

(A/N)

Okay so that literally took me so long! But it makes up for the crappy update yesterday. Thoughts on this writing style? Personally, I sort of like it. Let me know if I should write some more in this style.

Much love, Sam