Bite Me (Dan and Phil)

cabin fever nounNORTH AMERICANinformal lassitude, irritability, and similar symptoms resulting from long confinement or isolation indoors during the winter. "a great energy-burning game for exuberant Cubs with midwinter cabin fever" After weeks of being cooped up in her brothers flat with no other company than a psychotic cat who shared her name, Ginger was starting to get more than a little bit lonely. So when a stranger accidentally phones her she jumps at the chance to talk to him, that is until the gang of criminals who were out to get her break down the front door. (This story contains strong language, violence and some mature content.)

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5. Three

6 Weeks later...

I smashed the end of the bottle off the pub table "Do you really want to try me?" I asked holding it against the man's throat. 

He looked down at me and chuckled "Come on now, all I want is some fun." he ruffled my dark brown hair "It's not like they could stop me." He nodded towards Dan and Phil.

"Listen." I pointed to Phil "Just because he is basically a cute puppy who wouldn't dream of hurting anyone," I pointed to Dan  "and he is too awkward and polite to hit you, not to mention the fact that he has noodle arms." I looked at the man again with a stern look on my face. "It doesn't mean I'll think twice before I destroy you." 

I pushed the bottle closer to his throat and he slowly backed away, I followed closely behind "Now apologise." 

He said nothing, I jumped on his foot and he screamed hopping up and down "Okay I'm sorry, I'm sorry." 

"Now say sorry to Phil and Dan!" I shouted at him.

"What for?" He protested his voice going higher.

I looked at his other foot and then back up at him "Do you like pain?" I asked him.

"Sorry Phil and Dan." He responded quickly before scuttling out of the pub, signalling his friends to follow which they did.

I sighed and brushed my hands over the soft fabric of my deep purple jumper before turning on my heel and walking back over to the table and sitting down facing Phil and Dan.

"What was I saying?" I asked casually.

They just stared at me in shock for a while before Dan broke the silence "Hold on a minute, noodle arms?" He questioned his voice going higher.

I laughed "I was thinking from his point of view. I think you have sexy arms."

"Nice save." Phil mouthed.

Dan took a sip of his pint trying to use the glass to cover the fact that he was blushing, but glasses are see through and I noticed.

"Ooohh someone's blushing." I teased him leaning over the table and pinching his bright red cheeks.

This was the fifth time I'd met up with Phil and Dan since that day, but we'd spoken on the phone for several hours of each day. They were there when I needed them, and I was grateful for that. The first time we met up Phil tripped over and got his coffee all over me and Dan accidentally touched my butt (not that I'm complaining.) Dan and Phil are the opposite of me, they're awkward and super polite,but in a cute way.

"I love this song!" I gasped as I Wish by Skee-Lo played through the speakers. I grabbed Dan and Phil's hands and dragged them up in the middle of the pub. People gave us strange looks as I danced and Dan and Phil bopped along awkwardly.

"People are starting." Dan whispered to me. I shivered as I felt his hot breath on my neck.

I shrugged "Why does it matter?" 

"It doesn't I guess." he smiled before holding my hand and spinning me under his arm. 

"Come on Philly!" I shouted spinning over to him and holding his hands shaking my shoulders along to the rhythm. 

He danced along "I'll eat your entire family." he threatened jokingly.

"Cute." I laughed.

"Make me say my my my." I sung along. 

Phil slapped my bum then I stopped dancing and raised my eyebrows.

"Phil!" Dan shouted putting his hand on his head in despair.

"Sorry I just carried away." He hid his face behind his fists.

I felt sorry for him so I just shrugged and then slapped his bum back "It's all fine Philadelphia."

"I feel left out now." Dan spoke smirking at me.

"Really Dan?"

He nodded and turned around so that I could slap his bum. 

I rolled my eyes and then hit it hard.

"OW!" He screamed "I never said I liked it rough." 

Phil and me laughed hysterically at him while he gave us a disapproving look.

"Sorry." I apologised trying to keep a straight face. 

"I bet it's red now." 

"It won't be. I didn't even hit you that hard." 

"You don't want me to have to prove it to you." 

I bent my back slightly so that I could see Dan's tight jeans covering his bum "I don't know, it looks like you've got a pretty decent arse from here."

Phil covered his mouth in shock "Oh my god" 

 Dan only smirked more "Are you flirting with me?" 

"Yes." 

"Why?" 

"Because I think you're hot and you're fun to flirt with." 

Dan moved closer to me, he was tall, really tall and his eyes were brown, like chocolate.

He looked down into my green eyes and did his stupid smirking thing that made me feel like exploding, I stood on my tip toes so that I'd be closer to him.

And even though I really, really, really wanted to I said "But I'm not going to kiss you." I stood flat on my feet again and then walked out of the pub grabbing my handbag on the way out. "I'll see you when I see you." I told them smiling to myself as I imagined Dan stood in shock.

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