Bestfriends with Dan and Phil

The story of Dan and Phils best friend and how they met.




Chapter 1

Meeting Dan and Phil

It’s my 19th Birthday party and I’m sitting alone on the steps wondering what the fuck i have done to deserve to be treated like this. I feel a hand on my shoulder

“Are you ok babe?”

I turn to see a cute guy with floppy black hair, to be honest he looked genuinely concerned about me, a complete stranger.

“Yeah I’m alright”

He sat beside me

“What happened?”

“Ah just the cliché, boy meets girls, boy rips out girls heart and stomps on it”

“Right, well he is an idiot”

“Thanks, I’m (y/n)”

“Nice to meet you I’m Phil, come on let’s go inside and try and get you to forget him”

He holds out his hand and takes mine; he pulls me up and walks me into the house.

“Anyway we should say happy birthday to the birthday girl”

I try to stifle a snort but it comes out anyway, Phil turns

“What’s so funny?”

“”well it’s just that you’ve already met the birthday girl”

“What? Who?”


“What! See this is what I get for coming to a complete strangers party!”


Phil drags me over to another floppy haired boy.

“(Y/n) this is my friend Dan”

“Hi (y/n) how do you know the birthday girl?”

“I am the birthday girl”

Dan blushed and Phil laughed at him.

“What do you guys do?”

“Oh we uh we kind of uh, we make videos on YouTube”

“Oh really and that’s your job”

“Yeah, what do you do (y/n)?”

“I’m studying film and design here in London”

“Where are you from originally?”

“New Zealand”                     

“Wow that’s cool, so exotic”

“It sure is, I miss it a lot”

“How long have you lived in London?”

“Just 6 months”

“Do you like it here?”

“It’s cool but at the moment I’m looking for a place to live”

“Oh yeah whys that?”

“I was living with my boyfriend and some friends but we just broke up so things are going to be awkward”

“Oh really”.

A scream interrupted our conversation.


Everyone gathered outside the house waiting for the taxi, Phil sat next to me and handed me his phone.

“Put your number in”

I typed in my number and saved it under (y/n) birthday girl. The rest of the night became a blur of drinks and dancing, I lost track of those two floppy haired boys.

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