What Are the Chances?

Arriving

(Phil's pov)

The lights on the hotel room door turn green when Pj scans our room key. The door clicks open, and Pj and I push through the door with our heavy bags packed for the week. After 8 hours on a plane from London, both of us are ready to fall asleep standing up. The room is pretty small, actually, but there are two beds, a bathroom, two closets, a T.V., and a window. I toss my suitcase on the closest bed and face Pj. He looks so tired that when I push him onto the other bed, he doesn't stand back up. I laugh and move his suitcase to one of the closets. After I brush my teeth and put my pajamas on, I realize that I left my flight carry-on downstairs. I grab the room key off of the mahogany side table and grab my cell phone. While making sure the door closes all the way, I notice an iPhone on the floor. I pick it up and press the home button, hoping the lock screen picture will be of someone I know. A boy around my age is on the screen, but I don't recognize him. He must be from the other school that's supposed to be here. I slide to unlock. Surprisingly enough, there isn't a passcode, so I then go to text messages and tap the most recent message, which is from a guy named Chris.

Typing quickly so I can go find whoever this belongs to and my bag, I say, Hey, I found this phone in the hotel, please tell me what room number to deliver this to or meet me in the lobby so I can return it =).

Beginning to walk, I slip the phone into my pocket along with mine. I turn the corner and see an elevator at the end of the hallway, so I walk towards it. I feel the phone buzz in my pocket, and upon taking it out notice a text from Chris giving me a room number and a floor. I press the button for the elevator, and I'm about to put the phone back in my pocket but I look at the lock screen to determine who to give it to when I reach their room. There's two boys, one with brown hair and eyes and earrings, the other with honey brown hair. I'm going to assume that the boys are Chris (since he was most recent in contacts) and the person whose phone this is. Which one is which I don't know, but the brown hair-brown eyes kid is cute. I'm gay, I know I'm gay and this boy is definitely cute.

The elevator dings open, and I step inside, turn, and press lobby. As the doors close, I lean against the railing and watch the numbers begin to count down from floor 12. When the doors open again I start walking, seeing my Pokemon bag on the front counter. No one seems to be around, so I just grab it and get back in the elevator, going back to my floor. The door bings again, and I step out in search of room 707. I walk down the hallway, looking back and forth at the room numbers. I know theres supposed to be a rule about even numbers being on the right or something like that, but I can't ever remember which side they're supposed to be on. I walk past 697, 698, 699, until I reach 707. I knock quietly, not knowing if anyone might be asleep at 9:30. There are shuffling sounds inside, and then the boy with honey hair opens the door.

"Hey, you the bloke that found Dan's phone?" He asks. I blink. "I found a phone..."

He turns around, gesturing for me to come in. I look out into the hallway. I'm going to get into sooo much trouble.

"Um, are you Chris?' I ask hesitantly.

He nods, then points to the kid on the other bed. "This is Dan, the one who lost his phone. Go ahead, he won't bite," Chris laughs. Dan has earbuds on and his face is lit up from his laptop screen. His music is so loud, I can hear New Born by Muse is playing. I look awkwardly at Chris, then move to Dan's bed, pulling out one of the ear buds. I pull a phone out from my pocket to give to him before realizing its mine. I exchange it for the other, handing it to him.

"This your phone?" I ask, feeling my cheeks turning pink. He nods, and give a brief thanks, putting his ear bud back in. I turn around and face Chris.

"So you here with the other school?" He asks, crossing his arms. I shake my head yes. "So we'll be seeing more of you," he adds, raising an eyebrow, his eyes flicking to Dan. I nod again. "Cool."

Chris sighs and uncrosses his arms, turning back to the door. As he's shutting it behind me, I see him turn to Dan and go "Mmmhmm..."

Once I get back to me and Pj's room, I close the door and slide down, letting the blood rush to my face. In close proximity with a very hot guy named Dan, I flunked up and let Awkward Phil come out.

"You okay, mate?" Pj asks me, evidently still awake. I nod, mumble something about phones and Muse, then climb into bed and try to catch up on sleep, feeling the green eyes of my best friend on my back until I fall asleep.