The Hotel Sleepover ( Phan/Jaspar/Troyler )

Chapter 12

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Joe's POV

I bet everyone fell asleep besides me. I'm just here, snuggling up to Caspar. It seems weird though, I thought it would be lovely but all Caspar did was cough in my ear and I just shrug it off. Maybe I am straight after all?

But that won't stop that tingly feeling I get when I'm around Caspar. Caspar is usually an okay guy, not counting his looks (which are perfect) I'm talking about his personality. He's pretty much a nice lad.

It was a few days ago when I came out to Dan and Phil. They accepted me, which I am very thankful for. Who knows? Maybe they're just pretending to accept it but in the inside they think I'm disgusting?

Joe why do you have so many negative thoughts about yourself? GROW UP MAN!!!

I got up and Caspar opened his eyes, staring at me. "Joe? What are you doing? It's almost midnight!" He asked. I shrugged. "Just thirsty," he smiled and went back to his slumber.

I quietly tiptoed to the kitchen and got some a bottle of water, which was waiting to be drank. I noticed there was a drawer on one of the counters of the hotel room. I tried opening it but miserably failed. I tried opening it a again, curious to know what was in it but gave me a broken thumb in return. After a few tries, I managed to open up the eerie drawer I was desperate know what was inside it.

I peaked inside and gasped when I saw that it was..

A necklace?!

It wasn't a normal necklace, no. The necklace had a lock and a picture in it.

The picture was black and white so I pretty much guessed that the picture was old. It had a teenage girl on the left side, beaming while a young lad was holding onto her. They looked like a cute couple, I was fondly jealous of their relationship, wishing I had that with Caspar.

But I wondered what this old necklace was doing in a fancy hotel? Maybe a girl left it here, I'm not entirely sure.

I snatched the accessory to my hand and placed it into my pocket. I thought that the necklace won't be safe in my pocket but this will do. I sighed and made my way into the living room to see a whole bunch of sleeping bodies.

I sat beside one which looked like Caspar and examined his face. He looked so peaceful sleeping. I wanted to hug him, kiss him but he would get suspicious and call me a faggot because everyone knows that Caspar's straight. Or should I say, a hetero. I'd freak him out and he would leave me, while I cry my balls out and he'd just laugh and call me names, no one dares to hear.

It's not like Caspar would do that since he's that innocent one in the group but who knows? I personally don't know him, even though he is my room mate, yet the guy I've been crushing on since I laid my eyes on him. They were all sad and depressed until I saw him, it made my eyes see stuff no one would ever see before.

But this is reality, I can't just keep dreaming on until he loves me as much as I love him. No, I'm just that oblivious to know that he would never like me.

I noticed that I was staring at the sleeping bloke for a while. My eyes wandered off to the glass window. My mouth went wide open when I realized that the sun was already rising. I felt like I got attacked by a crowd of people when I felt a small tap on my back.

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A/N

Sorry for no update😑

And is very short because I'm really bored and I don't wanna make it too long.