Meet Me On The Roof

Chapter 8

Once school finally ended, I hopped into my car and drove to Chris's place. Neither of his parents were home when I got there. And neither were PJ and Chris, so I waited on the porch. 15 slow minutes later, two cars finally show up in the driveway. PJ is the first to come out of his car.

"Jesus Christ, where were you two?" I ask, annoyed.

"Sorry mate,we were just talking to Phil about some... School stuff." He says in an unsure tone of voice.

I shrug. "Alright, whatever."

Chris throws his bag out through his car window. "Hey Dan, could you get that?!" He yells. I laugh and kick the bag laying next me.

"Get it yourself, asshat." I say, continuing my laughter as Chris gets out of the car and picks up his bag with a frustrated grunt. He unlocks the door and I jump inside throwing my bag to the side and running into his living room to get the best seat in the whole house, Chris's recliner. I lean back, popping up the foot rest and relaxing.

"God dammit, Dan." They both laugh as they enter behind me.

"Do you have to get the chair again?" PJ says in a fake whine.

"Muahaha." I laugh evilly.

"So. you guys wanna play some Mario kart?" Chris suggests.

I groan. "Ugh, you guys! We play that every time, why don't we do something else?" I ask.

"Like what Dan, study group?" PJ jokes.

"Ha, ha. No, not like that, I just meant like watch T.V. or something." I clarify.

"Yeah sure, you guys pick a show and I'll pop a pizza in the oven." Chris says w, standing up and walking to the kitchen. PJ starts flipping through Netflix and I begin to doze off into my own endless whirlpool of thoughts. I wonder how they would react if I told them I might like Phil. Would they be awkward about it? Angry because he was a friend and I could ruin it for all of us? Happy because I've finally found someone? I mean, sure, I've had a few boyfriends in the past, but it was never serious and I always was the one to break it off in less then a month. PJ finally settles on American Horror Story.

Chris comes back in telling us the pizza will be ready soon. I wonder when I should tell them, or if I should tell them. They are my best friends.

Oh well, no time like the present.

"Hey, you guys?" I breathe out.

"Yeah Dan?" PJ asks, as him and Chris both turn their heads towards me.

I take a breath. "So you know how I'm gay, right?" I start carefully.

"Yeah, I think the whole school knows by now. You've been keeping it pretty obvious to back off the girls." Chris points out.

I nod. "Well..." I start. "I've been starting to have some... Feelings for someone." I continue slowly.

They nod.

"And I obviously wouldn't be telling you guys this if it wasn't, sort of, important... In a way." I try and explain.

"You gonna tell us who your lover boy is or not?" PJ jokes and I let out a nervous laugh.

"Um... I, uh, think I have feelings for..." I swallow hard. "Phil."

My mouth became really dry. At first, I can't read the expression on either of their faces. Are they mad? Happy? Confused? Oh God.

"Dude." Chris says happily, stretching the word out as he ran his hands through his hair, grinning.

"I ship it." PJ said casually. I laugh.

"Thank God, I thought you guys were gonna be mad or something." I say, relieved. "Dude, no! We wouldn't be mad at you for liking someone." Chris reassures. I smile.

The fire alarm in the kitchen interrupted our blissful moment.

"Oh shit!" Chris shouts. "I forgot about the damn pizza." He says, running to see how bad it is. I don't smell that much smoke so it shouldn't be too bad. PJ and I both hop up and run after Chris into his smoke clouded kitchen. There isn't any fire yet, thank God. Chris grabs an oven mit and throws the, now ruined pizza, into the sink, while PJ and I stand in the doorway, watching.

Chris begins to laugh.

"Why are you laughing mate?! Your kitchen almost burned down." I say in faux seriousness, chuckling.

"Yeah." He says cheekily. "But it was caused by a pizza, how funny would that have been?
"Today on the news; A house has burnt down due to an over cooked pepperoni pizza." He says in a news host voice, dying in laughter.

His foolishness must've been contagious, because now PJ and I are giggling like maniacs at his dumb joke. We all help in cleaning some of the kitchen and make our way back to the couch where Chris and PJ stare at me intensely. I try to ignore their burning eyes scalding the side of my head but it's extremely difficult.

"What do you want!' I laugh at them, giving up the attempt at ignoring them.

"Do ya think Phil likes you?" PJ asks in a sing song voice.

I scoff. "Probably not, he can do better."

PJ and Chris look at each other, then back at the T.V., and the endless silence continues.

A/N

Wow I'm bad at updating this. sorry it was so short and kinda lame, but I'm working on it. Its gonna get a bit depressing soon so thats just a warning. that's all I gotta say though. please vote for this and add it to your story and comment cause literally the comments make me so happy. Ily guys <3

~Kiwi