Watched // Phan (HIATUS)

Chapter 28

Chris's pov:
(the day before)
After handing Dan the paint brush, I return to my station, noticing something strange as it becomes visible to my render distance. I see some... Wet white spray paint. And something written in messy, rushed handwriting;
"Trying to recover? Don't think so".
Immediately, my blood pressure elevates, my heart rushing to an unhealthy Pace. I go to yell for help, but stutter when I think about how freaked out the boys will be. Instead I try to calm myself as best as I can, bringing my shaky hands up to take a photo to show Pj. It takes a couple tries but eventually I hit the correct button. Taking a bright enough photo to see, but also waking up the rats under the floorboard.
"For fucks sake!" I Swear, unexpectedly loud. Catching the attention of Philip. I begin splattering paint everywhere and anywhere to hide the graffiti mess.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
I try to put on my most normal, un-shook face before turning round to Phil who's a few feet away. Then making up a lie about a dick pic or some drawing PJ and I made?! I don't know how he bought it. I can't wait for Peej to come home!

(present day)

Finally, with these last strokes the attick will look Like the old backgrounds of Dan and Phil. Well, without the furniture obviously. But hey, these messy boys are looking cute, you know what would make them even cuter...

"Done and done!"

Booping their noses with the last of the Paint, Dan accidentally stumbles back onto Phil, stepping on his foot as he does so.
"NOOOO!"
I must admit, it was a sight and a half. Two 6ft tall men falling everywhere and anywhere. Honestly, kinda turning me on. Did I say that out loud? No, okay good!
But it was way more hilarious than arousing. For some reason making me fall on the ground from laughter. It really did look like something out of Tom & Jerry... TOM & JERRY! PAHAHAHAHAHA OOH MY GOD I CAN'T UNSEE IT!! Um... Yeah that's probably what made my stomach tighten. I can't even hear what Dan or Phil is saying at this point, everything's just a murmured mess with my "screams" overpowering the lot. But then I heard a latch go, sending me into panic mode, thinking that it was someone breaking into our house. I hop up immediately. And then the soft, innocent "hello?" settles all the anxiety, replacing it with excitement and tears of happiness.

"PJ!!" I yell.
"PJ PJ PJ PJ PEEJ!"

I bound down the attick stairs, racing to my boyfriend, missing a couple steps on the way. Why did we have to be at opposite ends of the household? I'm too unfit for this. Eventually I make it to the hall, where a familiar face is setting his bags down.
"Chris!"
I continue running until I'm swept off my feet into a hug, the one where PJ's oversized arms wrap around me. Instantly making me weak. I know it's a bit ridiculous, 2 days without seeing each other and I'm acting like a puppy dog. But it has not been easy having to keep these secrets from the boys. Now I have someone to tell.

"Hi hun! Awe did you miss me?"
By this time Phil and Dan have made it downstairs, mumbling things behind us as we sit on the floor.

"Pj, we're getting stalked, I don't know what to do and I'm not telling the others though, I don't want them upset."

I blurt out. Being carefully quiet so I don't catch the attention of any of the unwanted. And then I steadily lift my head, PJ's confused, but not entirely expression meeting my scared one.
He smiles, a small fake smile, before replying.
"I think I was followed too."

My jaw drops.
Who are we being stalked by, constantly Watched by a stranger. And why? Out of all things why are they following Dan, and us. A Young, innocent boy who hasn't had the chance to live a normal life. Why us.

"i- I think I know who it is" I stutter. To which I hear PJ's breath hitch. "Oh, okay?" he says, pulling back to rub my upper arm. "We'll talk later chichi". His eyes quickly glance over to where I guess Dan and Phil are. And then back at me. His lips press against my cheek before standing us up to talk to the others.