Cold Fury [DISCONTINUED]

11. We Fight, We Break Up. He Laughs, We Make Up

I stared at him in surprise.
"Uhh...what happened?" Phil asked with a confused look on his face.
"Whfgdgjoph...WHAT HAPPENED?" I asked.
"He's just coming here for a while. It's not a big deal."
"It's not a big deal for you, Phil, but DID YOU EVEN THINK OF ME?"
"I did! I thought you would be okay with it!"
"But you should still ask me!"
"What's the problem?"
"The problem is that I have other plans! We have other plans! Tell me, Phil, how are we supposed to do Spooky Week with your friend around? We have so much to do! We won't have time to spare! Either he will get very bored here, or else we are going to get disturbed!"
Phil looked down at his legs, trying to avoid eye contact. Seriously, sometimes I'm the mature one in this house.
"Well, tell me!"
"I'll tell him not to disturb! And anyway, I told him that I'd ask you about it first. So he's not coming here if you say no."
Bam. That's what Phil does. Whenever he wants to convince me, he makes me the villain of the situation, so that when I say no, I'll look like the bad person.
"Well...," said Phil, "should I tell him you said no?"
I just wanted to smack Phil upside his head. Pro tip: only a person of great patience can live with Phil. I don't have the patience, but I manage.
"No, don't tell him that! Just...let him come."
Phil looked up at me, smiling his evil grin. His eyes were glinting cunningly. He knew he won.
"Okay, then," he said. "I'll tell him. And you can't get angry at me now, Dan, because you allowed." Phil took the remote from me and resumed watching Law and Order. I wish I had continued law. I would have been able to smite Phil in a second.
"Moron," I muttered. He started laughing loudly.
"If you won't help me with searching games, then at least let me work in peace!" I said.
He laughed harder.
I just rolled my eyes and took my laptop to my bedroom. I keep telling you guys that I'm awesome at not doing any work, but I gotta tell y'all, Phil takes the trophy.
I crashed onto my bed, remembering that a human I don't know was coming. I kind of have social anxiety, as you all might know, so I just lay there, trying to calm my nerves.
He wont bite, I told myself.
What if he will, replied my brain.
Me: No he won't.
Brain: Okay, but what if he's a murderer.
Me: He's not a murderer! Shut up, brain.
Brain: What if I don't shut up. What if I NEVER shut up.
Me: I've had enough of your shit, brain, so I'm gonna shut down.
Brain: Wait don't-

I fell asleep, even though it was just 6:00pm.

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Hey guys! Sorry for such short and shitty chapters, but as I told you, my exams are going on, so I'm trying my best. Thanks a lot for bearing with me and understanding me, my beautiful frens. You guys are awesome.

~Blurry