The Four Lovers.

Chapter Sixteen

Haha, I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard! :D Oh and BTW there will be a lot of DW quotes in here. Thanks everyone! XOXOXO -Maya

“Looks like we have a winner!” The announcer calls. Please let it be me, be me! “The winner is: SupremeAwesomeShooter!” He yells. Sighing, I pat Elena on the shoulder. “In second place is: Mayaisthetardis! Congratulations.” He hands us both certificates, and takes his leave.

“Looks like it’s you girlie. I shall get my revenge!” She chuckles and holds up her arms in, well, supremeness. All of us groan at her cheesiness, but then Dan picks her up, on his shoulders and she fist pumps the air. The little....daleks. 

~20 minuets later, by 8:00~

“Looks like I failed at laser tag.” Liam admits and crosses his arms. We are sitting together on the couch, watching Doctor Who. Everyone else is in their rooms. I nod my head and poke him. 

“If it weren’t for Elena I totally would’ve creamed you.” I tell him, with an evil laugh. He looks at me with a smile and wraps his hand around my shoulder. Immediatly, I blush but lean my head against his shoulder. 

“You smell like flowers.” First compliment of the day! “Flowers and sweat.” Okay, less of a compliment. I stick my tongue out at him and pokes his cheek. 

“Dalek.” I insult. “You exterminate everyone who comes close to you!” He laughs, but plays along.

“Slitheen.” He comes back. I roll my eyes but I don’t give up. “Cause’ you fart.” 

“Do not! Cyberman.” Haha! “Because you have no soul.” He almost cracks up. 

“Zygon, because your comebacks are like bad copies.” That was good, I have to admit. 

“Davros, because your comebacks are lame.” I say and add one more thing. “Plus, you’ve got his exact voice.” He laughs. 

“House, because you take over peoples lives and manipulate their minds.” Liam says and winks. I’ve got a genius comeback.

“Moriarty. Nuff’ said.” I said, and felt like a supreme ruler. He pouted and gave up.  Suddenly, I feel brave. I bring my lips to meet his cheek. “Happy birthday, Liam Dryden.” His eyes suddenly twinkle, and a blush crawls across his face. 

“It certainly is.” Is all he says, before he brings his face towards mine and presses his lips against mine in a warm collision. A giddy feeling spreads through me, and I reach a hand up to his hair, to let my fingers run through his wavy locks. His lips are soft and gentle, and glide on mine as smooth as a silk scarf. His hands wrap around my waist and bring me close to him. Then I remember how hurt Phil looked when I pulled away from his kiss. Would Liam be like that too? If Phil saw this....he would be mad at me forever. Was this going to ruin my friendship with Phil. Suddenly I remember the feeling when I first met Phil, in real life. How I couldn’t contain myself. How I was so pleased to have Phil be around. I can’t have him be mad at me. This is ridiculous! But if I reject my long time crush...to hell with it! Phil has been forever in my heart! So has Liam...I can’t stand it. I can’t choose. Not right now. 

I break away from our kiss, and look him square in the eye. Don’t do anything rash...nothing rash. 

“Liam...” I begin. How do I continue? He looks at me expectantly. He’s much easier to talk to than Phil was. “I um, have a lot on my mind right now. Is it okay, if we erm...” What on heavens earth do I say? “Can we um...talk a little later?” He sighs but nods. I fell horrible. It’s Liam’s birthday for god sakes! I decide to kiss him again, but it’s brief this time. “Happy birthday Dryden.” 

Stress overtakes me, slowly, then all at once. I dash up the stairs and run into the room that I share with Elena. She’s not in here. I plop down on the bed and press my face into my pillow. Sobs take me over. I lay there, my tears staining the pillow. 

“Maya?” Elena is in the doorway, with Dan behind her. I guess it’s time I told them both. They walk over to the bed and sit next to me. “What on Gallifrey happened?” Elena asks. 

“Well, it’s just that I’m kinda fighting a battle in my head about my situation with Phil and Dryden. See, Phil kinda kissed me, a few days ago, and then five minuets ago, Liam kissed me. I don’t know, I just don’t know what to do. I’ve liked both of them as long as I can remember.” I tell them. Of course, Elena knows the first part, but Dan doesn’t. 

“What a situation you’ve got yourself in.” Dan says, with a long sigh. Not helping. Elena shoves him, before he’s about to make some remark on how this is exactly like in every movie ever. 

“Let’s say, one of them is Peeta and one is Gale. Who would you choose?” Dan suggests. Not like that’s any easier, but I try to picture it. I would definetly choose Gale. 

“Okay, got it. Gale.” I say, wondering where he’s going with this. 

“Kay, in your opinion, who’s Gale and who’s Peeta?” He asks. Liam is totally Peeta, because he can cook, and he’s really the most recent person I’ve met. Gale is Phil, because he has clever nicknames, and has a funny/serious way about handling things. 

“Thanks Dan.” I say to him, hug them both and then walk out of the hallway and find Phil in his room. He’s on his computer, talking to the screen. When I enter, I can see he’s on Younow, a live broadcast. 

“So yeah, that’s why Narwals are amazing.” Im suddenly disappointed I didn’t get to hear the whole conversation. “Okay, looks like I’ve been talking for an hour, and that seems unfair to the queue people, so bye Peasants!” He says cheerily and closes his laptop lid. 

“Hi Phil.” I say, making him jump a little. He sighs when he sees me, making my mood lessen a little. 

“What?” His tone is a little harsh, but I swallow my sass, walk over to him and lay down. The bed is extremely comfortable, and I am shocked that Phil hasn’t moved to the other side of the room yet. 

“I’m sorry.” Was all I could muster? Is that all you have? Ninny twit! You were on the debate team! You could be a freaking lawyer! Now make your case idiot! “I wasn’t thinking straight. It’s just, I have to sort my feelings out. Right now, what I need is some time to think. So for the space in-between do you think we could be friends?” Oh yeah! Look at you go!

“Yeah.” Phil says. “I missed you anyways.” I laughed and poked his cheek. 

“Oh I’m sure you did. Now, can you meow please?” He chuckles and poked me back. Then he let out the cutest meow I have heard in my entire life. 

“Oh my god, you are cuter than a meowing cat!” I screech and hug him. He laughs and hugs me back. 

“Good to be back.” I say, like they do in those drama movies. Phil finds the perfect response. 

“Good to have you back."