MALADRESSE ✞

1.8

I sit in the chair. The chair. As in the chair I had sat in when I met Mr Philip Michael Lester for the first time. But this time I was reading a Sterek book instead of Johnlock, and he was reading a Dylmas book instead of Newtmas... not much difference there, really.

We were just killing time until I got a text either from Troye or from Tyler telling me their location so I could get a taxi and get it to pick them up and drop them off here. I get to a bit in the book were my toes begin to curl, my fingers clench into fists and I'm leaning so far towards my computer screen eager to find out what happens next that it could possibly damage my eye sight.

"Dan-"

"Not now! Derek has just realised he likes Stiles, but Stiles hates him for rejecting him and for hurting him!"

"Drama's going down in Beacon Hills,"

"I know! One minute,"

After I finish the heart-wrenching chapter of the book, I look up at Phil and sigh. 

"What is it that you wanted?" I ask him.

"You got a text of Tyler, a text from Pj and a text from a guy named Shane," he says, not looking away from his computer.

"Phil-"

"Not now! Dylan just caught Kaya make a move on Thomas and Kaya is trying to male out Thomas came onto her!"

"Serious drama going down all over America,"

"I know!"

I smile and check my phone, surely enough, there were three unread messages. I clicked on the first one.

Queen😘: Hey! We're in South Place Hotel... does that ring any bells? Me and Troye's just put everything away but we are hungry. Should we all go and eat together or should we meet up then me and Troye will eat or vice versa???

"Phil? Want to go out and eat with Troye and Tyler?"

"Not wearing this I don't," he says, still not looking up from his screen.

I chuckle before quickly replying.

Dan👦: We'd love to join you for a meal but we need to change first. I'll get you a taxi to bring you to our place and then when we're done we can all decide where to go and if needed we can carpool.

Queen😘: Sounds good to me, text me when the taxi sets off?

Dan👦: I said I would ring on for you, not that I bloody worked for the company.

Queen😘: Worth a try.

I chuckle and shake my head before ringing them a taxi then texting Tyler letting him know they were on their way, then I read the message from Peej.

KickThePj: When you have a minute can we talk?

Dan👦: As in phone call, text or face to face?

KickThePj: Any, I'm freaking out, man.

Dan👦: Getting cold feet?

KickThePj: What if we end up like him and Phil, Dan? What's to say he doesn't go back to Phil, leaving us stranded in the middle of nowhere?

Dan👦: Phil won't take him back for a start. Secondly, as the saying goes 'If you have to pick between two people always pick the second, because if you truly loved the first time you wouldn't have loved the second' you're his second, Peej. You got this.

KickThePj: Thank you so much, Dan.

Dan👦: No problem, me and Phil have to go get ready.

KickThePj: Going anywhere nice?

Dan👦: Don't know yet, going to get ready while we wait for Troye and Tyler then we're all going to decide on a place.

KickThePj: Wait... Troye and Tyler?

Oh crap.

Dan👦: I meant Josh and Tyler, sorry, I'm just so used of talking about Troye and Tyler with you.

KickThePj: Oh alright then :) cheerio.

That was a close one. Alright, last person.

Shane: Hey! I think we briefly met once so you probably won't remember me, but I'm Shane Dawson and I'm also a YouTuber and if it's not too much to ask I was wondering that because I'm coming to London for the first time in a few weeks that you'd possibly show me around and we could do a collab? Sorry if not, you're the only person in London that I know lives there that I've met even slightly.

Dan👦: Shane Dawson? I love your channel! of course I'll show you around it will be an honour and the collab sounds like a deal, I will hold you to that!

"Come on Phil, the taxi is picking then up as we speak and it's dropping them off at out house, we need to go."

"One last sentence," he pleads.

I close the laptop screen and he whimpers.

"They were just leaning in!" he whines.

I lean in close to his face and his breath hitches and eyes widen, maybe he thinks I'm going to kiss him again... should I?

No. I lean back and pack up my things before turning back round to see a confused and hurt looking Phil. "Now I've lent in, come on, let's go,"

We set off walking towards our house, but I couldn't help but to notice the rather large space between us. I tried to take a step closer to him, but he would just take a step away. I sigh and give up, not really in the mood for a game of cat and mouse. When we reached the house we did exactly what I did yesterday, up the stairs and straight to our bedrooms without a word.

I only changed  my top from a galaxy shirt with a llama on it into a red and black flannel shirt. I look at my hair quickly in the mirror, sorting out my fringe before deeming it good and going into the living room to wait for Tyler and Troye.

I got bored after five minutes so I decided to play something on the piano and let Phil answer the door so I backtracked into my bedroom. I sat down at the beauty of the piano, I run my fingers across the smooth surface and the sleek piano tiles. I took a deep breath and started playing 'Mr Brightside' by the Killers.

I start to hum along at the song, but towards the middle of the song I begin to sing it.

"'Cause I'm Mr Brightside," I sing.

I was so caught up in the song, I was so emotionally and physically devoted to it that I didn't even notice three men standing just inside my door, looking at me with wide smiles and awe-struck faces. I finish the song and smile to myself, proud.

"That was amazing!" Troye exclaims.

"Brilliant!" Tyler shouts.

Phil just stares at me and I look down and blush, hoping to gods he didn't see.

"We've picked a place, you ready?" Troye asks and I nod.

"Cool, let's go."