Cold Fury [DISCONTINUED]

12. Phil Sings While Sleeping

It's the day Phil's friend comes over. But I'm not nervous now. I don't why I was scared yesterday. He's gonna be a normal human being who is not a lizard and is not a part of the Illuminati and is not a murderer and also, hopefully, is a cute little doggo who I can pet. *sigh*. See? This is how I overthink when I try to convince myself about anything. I end up getting more nervous.

I was just sitting, playing Batman: Arkham Knight on the console. It's a good way to stay distracted and happy. Plus, who wouldn't want to be Batman beating up awesome villains? And anyway I woke up early today, so I was really bored.

When the clock read 10:30am, I went into Phil's room and shook him.
"Wake up, sleepyhead."
"Go awaaaaaay," he moaned.
"Phil, it's almost 11:00, you gotta wake up."
"Leave me aloooone."
"This is not the time to sing Kitchen Sink, Phil."
"Nobody thinks what I think..." With that, he goes back to sleep. 

I sighed and just sat on the edge of his bed. Phil looks adorable when he sleeps. His fringe was all messed up, so it looked like a normal messy hair. His eyes were closed, but I know what they look like; a beautiful shade ice-blue colour, but in different types of light, his eyes change colour drastically and ends up looking like it's green. Sometimes it's a mix of green and blue. And the way they glisten when he's happy makes me happy.
My eyes drifted down towards his nose. Phil's nose is just really cute, like a small rabbit's. And the way it twitches when he's smelling something makes me smile wide.
My eyes drifted further down to Phil's lips. Oh, his lips were the most beautiful pair I have ever seen.

Since the moment I saw him in the train station, I've always dreamt of kissing those lips and staring into those eyes. I still do. But things are not how I thought it would be. I just looked at Phil with sadness for a few seconds longer, then I went out of the room, giving him some more time to sleep. I went back to playing Batman.

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I didn't realise what the time was.
I was still sitting, playing Arkham Knight, and screaming at the screen.
"DIE, BAD PEOPLE. FEAR THE WRATH OF MY BATMOBILE."
Suddenly, the bell rang and I jumped, throwing my controller on the floor, and crashing the Batmobile.
"Dammit," I swore under my breath.
I picked up the controller.
"PHIL WAKE UP I THINK FRIEND's HERE," I shouted towards his room before going down.

The bell rang again.
"IM COMING, CALM YOUR BALLS."
First, he makes me crash my Batmobmile, and now he want me to fucking sprint? Who the fuck does he think he is?
I open the door.
"I'm sorry to keep you wai-"

I stopped.

"Hey," the guy said. "I'm Phil's friend, Oli Sykes."

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Hey...guys...

Umm

So

Im alive

I was dead but now im back

Sorry.
But I got the motivation to continue (finally) and I thought I'll publish one chapter as a New Year's gift, as suggested by tris2117 

I also wanna thank twentyonepilotslife_  for helping me out in this chapter. It was his idea to make the friends Oli Sykes. Thanks, small bro :)
You guys should check out his books, they're pretty good.

Anyway, thank you all for not getting angry and for putting up with my laziness. I love you guys!

~Blurry