Fiction

Worth suffering for

"The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for."

~Bob Marley

Note: This chapter is mainly KicktheStickz, because I wanted to write some and also I have next to no control over where the hell my stories go because I just write it. I get ideas whilst I'm writing and just write them really quickly and post them. That didn't make any sense. I apologise.

Special bonus Chris POV

Phil was asleep in my spare bedroom. I had had to carry him to bed, and tuck him in he was so tired. He had been curled up on his side with a hand over his face, almost like a cat, and before he went to sleep, he whispered one word. I think you can guess what it was.

Dan?

He had sounded so heartbroken and vulnerable it had made me die a little inside. In all my years of knowing him, I had never seen Phil this torn up.

I just didn't understand how Dan could tell him to move out! It was stupid! Dan was so obviously in love with him. And Phil had even told me and Peej that he was in love with Dan! I just didn't understand what had gone so very wrong.

I needed to sort this out. And for that, I needed my own cru- partner in crime: PJ!

Ring. Ring. Ring.

"Chris? Are you okay?"

"Why? Am I not allowed to call my best friend for purely social reasons?"

"You always want something from me if you call."

Ouch. That was a bit harsh. Although, it was kind of true. I didn't want to call him if I didn't have to, because I'd just make a fool of myself.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I just wish you'd want to call me anyway."

"I do want to call you!"

"Then why don't you?"

"Tha... tha... that's not got anything to do with you!"

"That's bullcrap Chris, and you know it. Why did you call me? I have things to do."

Ouch again.

"It's about Dan and Phil."

"Oh you mean the sleeping with each other thing? Dan phoned me yesterday morning to say that Phil had left him."

"Well, Phil called me about an hour ago and asked for me to pick him up outside their flat. He said that Dan had kicked him out."

"Why'd he do that?"

"I don't know, but we need to find out. I can't leave Phil, so if you could-"

"Wait... You want me to drop everything and sort out Phan's love life? You can't expect me to do that Chris! You always ask me for stuff and I never ask for anything in return, but I'm not your slave!"

"I'm not saying you are!"

"Then what are you saying Chris? Because I don't think I know you anymore. And you want to know why I think that? Because of you Chris. You never call me, we never see each other, when was the last time we just went to get coffee? It's like you don't want me anymore and that hurts more than anything. So you can sort out us before you sort out them. Or you can lose me. Because I'd rather not see you at all than see you occasionally and have it kill me every time.