Mending A Heart- A KickThePj Fanfiction

Chapter 7

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Chris' POV

I was now sitting in a car with a girl that I didn't know; well I didn't know her well. She was breathing heavily and staring wide-eyed out the front window. I needed to do some explaining but I didn't know where to start. It actually wasn't really my territory to step in, it was PJ's job to explain all this to her.

 "Chris?" Daniela asked hesitantly.

"Yes?" I asked stupidly because I already knew what was coming next.

"What was all that all about? Who was that guy?" She asked sounding scared. It was her right to know, but not my right to tell.

"Dani, I can't exactly...I mean...I uh-"

"Seriously what is going on?" She cut me off "Everyone has been hiding something from me. I don't really know how I wound up in this mess, but now I'm here and I'm stuck here so everyone better get their shit together and tell me what the hell is going on!" She said getting increasingly louder as she spoke.

"I know, I get that, but it's not really my right to tell you," I replied slightly scared for her response.

Daniela's POV

 I needed to know what was going on, and I knew for one thing Chris wasn't going to tell me.

"Fine, you don't have to tell me, but then who's right is it," I asked him. Before the words came out of my mouth I knew what he was going to say.

"PJ" he said plainly. "I uh could take you to his flat if you want to." Chris offered sweetly.

"Yes please," I replied. I didn't know why I agreed. Probably because I wanted to know what everyone was hiding, but maybe a little because I wanted to see PJ's charming eyes again.

After a short car ride that smelled of car heater and peaches, we made it to what I assumed was PJ's apartment. Chris and I walked up three flights of stairs and a couple hallways until we made it to the correct door. Chris rapped on the door nervously while biting his lower lip. He caught me looking at him and gave me a quick half hearted smile, unsuccessfully trying to hide his nerves.

"Coming," I heard PJs voice holler from inside. Soon, the door was flung open to reveal a very confused and messy PJ. He was adorable in his sweats with his hair all ruffled I just wanted to kiss him.  Ugh. I was doing it again.  I had to stop this; I was just here to find out what was going on, nothing more.

PJ lead Chris and I into his cozy flat, and gestured for us to sit in the couch. PJ and Chris were exchanging nervous glances, like they knew what was going to happen. 

“I’ll be right back.” PJ stated as he walked into the kitchen.  I glanced at Chris who was fidgeting in his chair.  His hands we clasped so tight they were turning white, and he looked slightly green.

“Chris?” I inquired softly. He whipped his head around so quickly it was like he had seen a monster. 

“Oh uh sorry,” he replied loosening up a bit. 

“Why are you and P-“ I stopped short as PJ entered the room with tea and biscuits. 

“Help yourself,” he said. We all started fixing our tea.  There was silence other than the pouring of cream and mixing of tea.  We all looked at each other not knowing where to start.  I always thought there was no such thing as an awkward silence, but this moment certainly proved that theory wrong. 

Finally PJ started talking, “Okay guys, what’s going on?”  I glared at Chris. My eyes were saying: this was your idea, he’s your friend, start fucking talking. I think he got the message. 

“Okay PJ, well I could go into a long story but I’ll just get straight to the point. Um…Anthony found Daniela.” Chris affirmed. 

“What do you mean found?” PJ asked. 

“I mean, found her, like he encountered her.” Chris explained, knowing eyes staring at PJ.  PJ’s expression changed from pure shock, to disappointment, to nothing at all in about five seconds. 

“That bastard,” PJ muttered under his breath. He got up from his chair and started pacing.  His feet hit the floor hard, anger radiating from his body.  He was breathing heavily and his brow was furrowed. I couldn’t help but notice that he was even hot when he was angry. Stupid me. 

“I’m going to go call that bastard…he can’t get away with this…he can’t mess with my Daniela,” PJ huffed as he started to walk to the kitchen.

“PJ wait!” I called after him. “Before you do that, I need you to explain what’s going on. Who is Anthony? How does he know so much about me? And why does he hate me? And wait a second…did you say my Daniela?” Our eyes interlocked and at that point we were both blushing. 

“Never mind that love,” he said with a cheeky grin spreading onto his lips. “Well, I guess you’re right. But there is a lot of explaining to do, and I owe it to you.  I would get comfortable because this is a long story to tell.” He threw me a blanket as we all rearranged ourselves into a more cozy position. 

“All right, well I have time,” I said. 

PJ eyed Chris, Chris gave him a shrug and PJ looked back to me and began the explanation.  God his eyes were gorgeous but I had to concentrate now. 

“All right, well this is going to be a little odd at first but here we go.” He took a deep breath and said the last thing I expected to come out of his mouth at that moment. “Well, Anthony…he’s...uh...he’s my brother.”

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