Love you all. Enjoy!
(A/N: if you want to learn more about epilepsy, go to www.cureepilepsy.org. A grand mal seizure is when the patient passes out, seizes, etc, etc.)
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(Note: It is now six months later, so the date is early January 2011)
After that fateful day in the coffeeshop, Chris and Darren had become best friends. They knew that a gay guy being best friends with a straight guy would normally be difficult, but Darren completely accepted Chris and vice versa.
After the two had gotten their coffees that day, they had sat down at a table and talked for hours. Darren learned that Chris looked so awful because his sister, Hannah, was epileptic and had just gotten out of the hospital after having a severe grand mal seizure. Chris had just gotten back to L.A. and needed the caffiene. Normally, he was a strict follower of the Diet Coke caffiene route, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
Darren also learned that Chris was actually Christopher Colfer, 20, gay, and an actor on a TV show called Glee. He vowed to watch it the next time it was on.
Chris learned that Darren was 23, a lover of Red Vines, a singer/songwriter, and a YouTube sensation. Darren explained that he and his college buddies had written and produced three musicals: A Very Potter Musical, A Very Potter Sequel, and Me and My Dick. Darren tried to be all modest about the whole thing but that was blown out of the water spectacularly when Chris, energized by his mocha, did a coffee spit take all over the table.
"Wait...you're Darren Criss. The Darren Criss? Oh my God. How did I not know? I love Starkid's productions! I didn't recognize you when I walked in because I was so tired, and when you said your name was Darren, I never thought...Oh, my God. I'm having coffee with Darren Chris. Oh my fucking gosh."
Darren stopped him before he gave himself a heart attack. "Yeah, I'm Darren Criss. The Darren Criss, as you so eloquently put it. But it's no big deal. Really." But Chris wasn't listening.
"Hey...Do you think I could meet Bonnie? Oooh, and Lauren, too. You know, I never quite figured out why Malfoy was rolling all over the floor, but I still found it hilarious-"
"Chris."
"Yes?"
"Calm down."
"Okay."
*
'All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the Single Ladies,
Now put your hands up.
Up in the club, we just broke up, I'm doing my own lil' thing...'
My Blackberry started vibrating and playing my ringtone, which was myself singing Single Ladies. I groaned and fumbled on my bedside, trying to get it to SHUT UP before it woke Darren up. Until I realize that would never happen; he sleeps like he's dead. To be clear, we're roomates. We have been for the past six months, ever since that day in the coffeeshop. It's not like..well, not...ugh.
Darren. What a nice thought. What a nice man. What a nice looking man. Wow, I really need caffiene. Back to my phone.
I pushed myself into a sitting position on my bed and grabbed my cell. I glanced at the screen before answering. Ryan Murphy.
"H'lo?" Hey, I'm still half asleep.
"Hey, Chris. Listen, I have an idea I want to run by you for a new character on the show. Can you be on set a half hour early today?" No. Say no, Chris, say no-
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