Chapter Five

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~Dan~

I thought it was just a normal night. PJ and I usually ended up in either his or my bedroom just talking about stuff. Sometimes we weren't even talking, just enjoying each other's company in silence. Like I said, I thought it was going to be normal. Until PJ changed that.

"Dan?" He asked with a cautious tone.

"Yeah?" I looked up from the game I was playing on my phone so I could concentrate on what he was going to say; from his voice it sounded important.

"I need to tell you something." He looked at me with confidence yet almost fear.

"Alright, what is it?" I turned my body so I was completely facing him, focusing on what was to come.

"I know that you're still trying to get over Phil, and I know that's it's hard seeing him happy with someone else. But you need to let that go. He's going to live his life and you should try to live yours. You know what they say: the best way to get over someone is by getting under someone else. Maybe your "Phil remedy" is closer than you think."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Before I could register what was happening, PJ was kissing me gently but still firmly, pressing his mouth against mine with determination. I almost let into the kiss until I pulled away suddenly.

"Why- why did you do that?" I breathed.

"That's my way of telling you that I love you. You don't have to say it back, in fact don't say anything. Just let me kiss you for now. I think we could both use it."

Thoughts and emotions swirled in my head, all conflicting with my feelings for Phil and my view of PJ. I didn't know if I loved him, or if I even liked him in that way. But when I looked into his green eyes, I knew he was right. If I wanted to get over Phil I'd have to let go. Those were the last rational words I thought before I leaned in and kissed PJ again, loving the feeling of his lips on mine.

As his hands roamed my back and my tongue slipped into his mouth, all thoughts of Phil and whether this was a good idea or not vanished. I ran my hands through his light brown curls and he snaked one of his up my shirt. Honestly, I didn't care one bit. All I wanted was to forget about anything and everything, and if sleeping with PJ was the way to do it, then I was going to.

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