"Oh come on, Dan! Maybe he had work or something!"
"Hm,"
"Want me to text him and ask?"
"Hm,"
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Hm,"
"Dan, you can't expect him to be there all the time just because you are! Maybe he doesn't have insomnia and just had a couple of nights without being able to sleep. It happens to everybody at some point."
I look up and sigh, I knew Peej was right, I couldn't expect the blue eyed boy to be there all the time, I can't expect him to be up when I'm up, I can't expect him to have solid because I don't. That's selfish. But why do I still feel hurt?
"Wanna eat pizza?"
"Wanna watch Netflix?"
"Wanna chill?"
We both look at each other grinning, fully aware at what the other was going to say.
"Wanna Netflix and chill?" We both yell at the same time, laughing at our immaturity.
"But in all seriousness," I say, trying to calm down my giggles which I was finding really difficult. "I want Chinese."
"Oh! If we have Chinese we have to have-"
"Prawn crackers and chips too, I know Peej, we get it.every time we get a Chinese together," I remind him, rolling my eyes.
He just smiles up at me as he is is sitting on the floor, looking so Innocent it was as if he were only a small child, sweetening his way out of punishment.
I whip out my phone, leading to me almost dropping it and having a mini heart attack. When I was sure my phone was alright and safe, I phoned up the Chinese take out and ordered our food.
In an hour they were here, they greeted me and by some sheer coincidence they just so happened to know my name and what was currently going on with my life before the last time they delivered my food. I thank him and walk into the living room.
Me and Peej grab a couple of pillows from the sofa and sit on either end of the table, I start to unpack the food when Peej's phone starts vibrating on the table, before I got a look at the caller ID Pj had picked up his phone and was walking into the kitchen, accepting the call and pressing it to his ear.
"Hello?" I faintly hear him say before he was completely out of ear shot.
Well, to say that was odd would be an understatement. Peej had never kept anything away from me, to his family life to his sexuality, I knew Peej inside and out. So why did he have to keep this secret of his away from me?
Does it have something to do with me?
Does it have something to do with Phil?
My eyes widen.
Is it Phil? Is that why he walked out and refused to say a work about it or let me see who the caller was? Does he have a crush on Phil? Is that why Phil didn't turn up last night? Because Peej asked him not to be? Am I over thinking about everything?
"Okay. Thank you, enjoy the rest of your evening." I hear.
Yep, I was definitely over thinking everything, Peej would never be that formal to some one had met on more than one occasion. I finish unpacking the food and place the food containers on the floor beside us. Peej comes in with a crestfallen expression on his face and I swear my heart broke at the sight, if anyone was the happiest person alive, it would be Pj. He always saw the brighter things to everything.

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