Phil’s POV
The sleepover was going well, PJ had called me a few days before and asked if his new friend Chris could come along too, he told me that he was also another YouTuber, so why not? He seemed like such a sweet boy, I was getting along well with him, almost as if we’d been friends forever. He enjoyed watching Buffy and playing on the wii, he was one of us already. Dan had gone up to bed about an hour ago and PJ was completely zoned out on a pile of cushions on the floor, Chris looked rather upset for some reason, so I jokingly rested my feet upon PJ to cheer him up, he smiled. We were watching ‘dead end’ a particularly awesome horror film with a good twist ending.
“Would you like some more hot chocolate, Chris?” I asked, politely. He just nodded and said “please” I got up to make it and danced around a little, I don’t know if it was working, my trying to cheer him up, he obviously could use somebody to talk to. But I hadn’t known him too long, would he even want to talk to me? I made our hot chocolate, with whipped cream and mini marshmallows, of course, and I picked up a packet of oreo’s for us to share.
“Here you go, Chris” I said, quietly so as not to wake PJ, when Chris looked I threw the oreo’s at him which he caught perfectly. I went to sit back down and gave him his hot chocolate; I put mine on my Buffy coaster on the coffee table.
“Cheers” Chris said, opening up the oreo’s. He still looked upset.
“Picture for instagram?” I asked with a smile, hoping that my good mood would put him in one.
“Sure, why not?” He smiled, but he still looked rather sad.
We posed for a picture, I scrunched up my face and Chris widened his eyes and stuck out his tongue. I posted it to instragram and twitter with the caption ‘@kickthepj and @danisnotonfire are being babies and are asleep. @Chris_Kendall_ and I are being MEN and watching horror films.... With hot chocolate’ Chris laughed at the caption and retweeted it. I couldn’t take this anymore, he was obviously so upset.
“Chris, are you okay?” I asked sympathetically.
“Yeah.... Well, no, not really. Bit confused” there was heartache, even in his voice.
“Well, why don’t you tell me about it?”
He looked at me in a way that said ‘we haven’t known each other a day’ and I gave a look back that said ‘so, you need somebody to talk to’ that look was clearly enough.
“Okay, well, I know I only met PJ the other day, but I’m starting to... Feel things. Wonderful things... But strange things. I don’t think I’m gay, I’ve never suspected it, I’m 25 years old I should have figured it out by now, but when I saw him I felt all of these feelings come rushing in straight away, and I have no idea what to do” Chris looked down at PJ, who looked so peaceful, like a little kitten.
“Well, I think you should talk to Peej. Tell him how you feel”
“But I don’t know for sure”
“I think you do” I looked at Chris and he looked at me, his eyes were saying “you’re right”
At that moment, Dan came downstairs and Chris tried to look innocent and as if we weren’t talking about anything out of the ordinary.
“I smelled hot chocolate, if we have no marshmallows I’ll go all diva on you” Dan looked and pointed at me and I chuckled.
“They’re in the top cupboard” I smirked. PJ flinched and snorted, but he stayed asleep.
Chris looked down at PJ again, smiling in the process, and then he sighed a very deep and long sigh. There was no doubt about it, that boy was head over heels in love.
Author’s note: Oh hey, I hope you’re enjoying this story so far! Told you I’d be posting another chapter tonight ^_^ Sorry it took so long! I’m also sorry that this chapter is not the most exciting, but don’t worry, it gets better than this! It also gets very sad, I’m sorry that it’s all cutesie right now because it does get really sad D: Still, I hope you are liking it! Thanks for reading ^_^
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Fanfiction(14th May 2013) This is the story that I am currently working on! ^_^ Chris and PJ are two ordinary guys with two ordinary lives, but when they meet things change. There is excitement, there is electricity. When tragedy strikes, what will happen?