Best Friends?

Chapter 4

  
   I hear the shower turn on. Dan must be having a quick shower before the video.

   I pull on some black skinny jeans and my bright blue shirt. My fringe looked messier than usual, probably since me and Dan had the weirdest laughing fit in the hallway. Fixing my hair, I hear the shower turn off.

   Dan wouldn't take long, so I headed out into the hall and up the creaky stairs into our office. Our camera was already up here, Dan put it back after he filmed his video, so all I had to do was set it back up.

   While I set it up, I thought about how strange Dan acted when I accidentally flung him into me earlier. It was like time stopped to him or something. Maybe he didn't know I was that strong, I smile to myself. He probably didn't expect his friend to be so forceful either, oops.

   I was sitting down when Dan entered the room, "Ready to film?" I asked cheerfully.

   Dan smiled, "Of course, when don't I want to see how Dil, Tabitha and Wasd are?" He replied sarcastically, but truthfully, if you can do both...

   "Okay! Let's get rolling!" I bounce when Dan sits to my right.

   He turns on the camera and opens up our Sims game. "Hello!" We say synchronized.

   "Welcome back, Heatwave Monsters!" I grin into the camera and wiggle my fingers in the air.

   "Really? Because we have a heat wave doesn't give you the right to call people watching 'monsters.'" Dan answered sarcastically at my name.
            >•<
   After the video was filmed, me and Dan were ordering pizza for lunch downstairs.

   "Canadian pizza Phil! Please!" Dan cried from the living room, while I leaned against the counter in our kitchen.

   "Or pepperoni?" I suggested back.

   "Ugh, fine." Dan moaned and walked into the kitchen and stood across the island from me.

   "Okay, I'm calling now." I dialled the number of the closest pizza restaurant.

   While ordering, Dan left to go do our laundry. He didn't seem reluctant to do it unlike before our bet, which made me feel less bad.

   "Thank you!" I said into the phone and hung up, my stomach was so hungry I thought it would start demanding food by yelling into my brain.

   Dan no where to be seen, I snuck into the lounge and turned on the television. Nothing important was on, I watched Supernatural until Dan came back.

   "What are you watching?" Dan exclaimed when someone, Dean I think, stabbed some weird creature with a knife. Or maybe it was Sam.

   "I'm not entirely sure, it's that Supernatural show. The one with the fandom that takes over tumblr with their gifs." I mumble back.

   "You said gifs wrong, it's G-ifs, not J-ifs." Dan commented.

   "Sorry, G-ifs."

   Dan ruffled his hair and sat down on the opposite side of the couch as me to the right. The TV went silent with suspense. "BOO!" I shout and jump at Dan with my hands on his shoulders.

   "You gotta do better than that to scare me." He protested smiling and turned his head to look me in the eyes, his dark brown eyes filled with happiness. Our noses were two inches apart.

   "No I scared you, just admit it." I say leaning back, my hands still on his shoulders.

   Dan tilts his head at me, not wanting to give in. I shook him gently with my arms, that's when he let up my gaze and broke down into laughter. His laugh was contagious, so of course I started laughing too. We are really giddy today, I thought happily. Almost like it knew we were having fun, the doorbell rang.

   I let go of Dans shoulders and was about to get up when Dan stopped me, and bounced up himself. He started to walk out of the room, playful smile still on his lips, "Let me get it." He nodded as he went to go grab it.

   As he left, my phone dinged in my room. When I got to see who it was, a smile slowly made its way across my face: You ready for tomorrow?

   Quickly replying, not too quickly, but quickly enough: Yup! Never thought you'd answer me! Can't wait!

   "Phil?" Dan shouted from the kitchen, "the pizzas here!"

   Galloping into the kitchen I could smell our pizza, delicious and hot. "Finally!" I licked my lips.

   "Woah woah, slow down there buddy, grab a plate first. You know what happened last time you didn't." Dan laughed at my reaction to food.

   I sighed and rolled my eyes. A week ago or so, we ordered pizza, and once I took a bite of my slice, my clumsiness came into play and all the cheese came off and fell on our carpet, leaving a stain that will not come out.

   "Fine, you need one too though, our landlord won't like two stains on the carpet." I joked.

   Dan then mimicked my voice and took a plate with his pizza. I took a bite with one big piece of pepperoni on it, while Dan stared at me awkwardly. I chewed, and once I swallowed I looked him in the eyes, "Dan? Dan are you okay?"

   He shook his head, "oh, yeah sorry, I was just wondering what we would, call the Sims video!?"

   I shrugged, "Maybe, 'Wasd is our new plumber' or something, he did fix the toilet after we forced him to."

   Dan chuckled slightly, and then continued to eat his pizza beside me at the dining table, occasionally bumping elbows.
>•<
   I turned to my clock, 21:27. Dan had arguably agreed to eat the rest of the salad with me and left over homemade chicken cordon bleu that my mother sent me 6 days ago for supper tonight.

   I started editing our Sims video on the couch. Dan had been helping for the beginning, but left to go hide in his room. I think he was playing the piano, something he rarely does anymore.

   He seems really off. He never volunteers to go down our flights of stairs to get anything, unless I oversleep. But even then he isn't volunteering. And the way he looked me in the eyes seemed different. Maybe it was because I called him my best friend, and maybe that meant a lot to him. Maybe.
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Oh Phil, clueless Phil.

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