GhostXToast one shots

Feelings

The British sixteen year old sat there. He felt ill with worry.

He had got feelings for his closest friend-Johnny Ghost.

He was listening to Ghost play the violin on this November night-it was very dark for 5:26 pm. The fairy lights in Ghosts room made it dimly lit and a lot worse for Toast. He wanted so desperately to hug Ghost-kiss him, tell him everything. That he loved him..

But that would ruin their friendship.

Johnny, darling, you're my best friend. Toast thought-in the tune of 'Jenny' (I'm going to change the lyrics for this song to fit this one shot)

He stared at Ghost. But there's a few things that you don't know. Why I am always texting you.. I use your jacket as a blanket..

Ghost opened his eyes and smiled at Toast, who blushed a bit.

Don't want to ruin this friendship-we should be lover's instead.. I don't know how to say it-because you're really my darling friend.

He wanted to tell Ghost he had a crush on him.

"Sir," he leaned back on the bed. "What's your opinion on relationships?"

"Pointless. You only get hurt by love." Ghost said.

Toast winced. "But do you have a crush on someone?"

"Nope." Ghost smiled. "The way I like it."

Toast sighed quietly-feeling annoyed with himself. He had to get rid of these feelings.

"Oh, Johnny." Ghost looked at him as he stopped playing.

"Yeah, Ghost?"

"I think you'll know this one."

"Okay."

Ghost began to sing again.

"I wish I never saw your face, then I wouldn't need a place to frame you in my mind,"

Distance disturbs me? Set It Off? One of my favourite songs?

Toast stared at his crush as he sang. "Crap." Toast mouthed to no one. These feelings aren't going to leave me anytime soon..

Toast smiled at him as the song finished.

"I have to go back soon, Ghost."

"No!" Ghost jumped across and jumped on him, pulling his friend onto his lap.

"Ghost!" He fell back on him so he was on top of him on the bed. Ghost nuzzled his neck.

"I don't want you to go." He muttered.

"I know. I don't want to either. Just another painful, agonising week until I can see you again.." Toast sighed.

"I'll walk you half way."

Once they point came, Ghost took Toasts hand, so as they parted, they lost touch.

"I'll see you soon Sir."

"Yeah. Bye Johnny." Ghost waved before returning home.

Why does it have to be me who fell in love?

I might do a second one of when he asks him out. But I don't know how he should. If you have any ideas, please let me know. Then I'll type up the out come.

I hope you enjoyed this one shot.

I will see you next time.

Bye my lovely bird people.

-Guargent