Chapter Thirteen

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~Phil~

When I woke up, it took me few seconds to realize where I was. Then I saw Dan's comforter around me and remembered; but that wasn't the only thing I remembered. I fell back into the firm pillows and stared at the ceiling wondering if what I saw was a dream or not. It was late and I was tired, but I didn’t think I could dream something as vivid as that.

Late in the night, I thought I could get up and maybe eat some of Dan's cereal. I knew he wouldn't yell at me this time because of what happened to me. But on my way to the kitchen, I saw PJ sitting with Dan on the sofa. I didn’t want to disturb them and was about to leave when I saw PJ lean over and kiss him. I couldn't believe it. In a shocked and sad state, I dragged myself back to bed, trying to convince myself that I didn't see what I thought it was. It couldn't have been that.

I sighed deeply and attempted to shove those thoughts into the farthest corner if my mind, but in doing so another memory appeared. It was Cat yelling at me, telling me that I was a horrible person. I remember the look in her eyes as she called me a queer, like it was an insult. I was blind to her ignorance because I fell in love with her; I guess that makes me the ignorant one.

I looked at the clock on the bedside table and saw that it was almost eight o'clock in the morning, surely the others would be up by now. Slowly, I crawled out of bed and padded down to the lounge where Dan was starting the fire and PJ was making bacon for breakfast.

"Good morning, sleepy head." PJ sang.

I rubbed my eyes sleepily. "Morning. To be honest, I didn't really expect Dan to be up this early."

"Yeah well PJ wakes up at like six and there's no way I can sleep through his ruckus. Especially when I'm sleeping on the sofa." Dan grumbled.

I chuckled a little bit. Some things never change, things being Dan's attitude towards mornings. "Maybe that's life's way of saying you're a lazy ass."

"Try just an ass, maybe." PJ murmered from the stove.

"Yup, an ass that won't quit." Dan laughed as he stood up and walked to the sofa.

PJ walked over with three plates full of bacon and eggs and handed them to Dan and I before sitting down on the sofa himself. Way too close to Dan, I might add. Without another word, they turned on the television to an anime I never heard of and continued watching it. Just like we used to do.

It was strange, seeing Dan and Peej living together like I used to with him. They were so used to each other and comfortable; it was foreign. But after thinking about it, I realized that that was exactly how it must have felt to Dan when he saw me living with Cat. The sympathy I felt for him was greater than ever. Also, the irony. Our places were finally switched and I couldn't do anything about it.

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A/N: Hey guys! I hope you're liking this fic! It's probably going to be a bit longer than the first one, but I thinks it's going to be better so I hope you stick around for it!

Also, sorry to tell you, but I'm going to a camp for a week so I won't be able to update from there. Sorry! That's all from me for now.

~Later :3~

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