Two Boys

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boy 1

That morning, when I woke up, the first thing I felt was a stab in my chest. Of pain. I looked down, my chest was swollen. I groaned. Not this again.

But mum couldn't know. Last time, I had to spend three days in the ICU on life support because mum made a slight inflammation a much bigger deal then it needed to be. I rolled over and saw the last message from William from the pervious night. I smiled.

>From William
Oh also I'm coming over tomorrow wether you like it or not

I giggle and typed a response.

>To William
No you're banned

I shrugged my blanket off and got up, quickly pulling my shirt off and putting a new one on before mum could come in and see my chest. I slid down the banister. Well, went to. I felt a stabbing pain surge through me and I fell to the ground halfway down the stairs. Hopefully mum didn't hear me. I got up, and after receiving the all clear from my inner-ninja self, I ran to the kitchen to get some cereal and then proceeded to go to the lounge room. I got into the YouTube app and started watching Dan and Phil. I smiled as the familiar lines of PINOF 8 sounded throughout the room.

I heard a knock on the door. Not wanting to get up, I yelled out "It's open!" And hoped that it was. Of course, when I saw Williams figure standing in my lounge room three seconds later I wished that it hadn't been. I looked crap! He couldn't see me like this! I had a grey pair of track suit pants on and a loose white t-shirt that made me look like I was a teenage girl who didn't have boobs yet so she just wore loose clothing all the time. And to add to that, my curls were not hidden very well by my blue beanie. I looked at him.

"You're banned." I deadpanned.

Then he was laughing, and I was too.

Then we were kissing.

His mouth felt warm against mine. He placed his hand gingerly on my chest but thankfully removed it, somehow realising I had microscopically cringed from the touch.

At one point, mum had walked in and straight back out again, greeting William and I with a small squeak and a hi. I smiled into the kiss. I could hear Dan and Phil playing in the back ground.

Little did I know, PINOF 8 would be the last Dan and Phil video I ever watched.

a/n: i am now scared for my wellbeing