Chapter 2: Spilling Secrets

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Will's POV:

"Bayani, I like you more than a friend.. There I said it." I say my voice steady and calm.

"Thank god you said something, I like you too. I always have."

Oh my god, I thought this only happened in the movies. The one you love, loving you back. I know for sure that we're both gay now. It's a real relief to get that off my chest.

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Bayani's POV:

I never thought it would happen, Will actually likes me. I wouldn't have had the courage like he did to say that. I need to see him soon. To be able to press my lips against his, to be able to hug him and cuddle him. I just need to. But there's only one slight problem... I don't have the money to fly to England and he doesn't have the money to fly here.. Maybe we can live stream?

"Hey.. Will.." I ask nervously.

"Yes Bayani?" He replies, sounding a bit puzzled and happy at the same time.

"I know how you always wanted to come to Seattle, can we do a 24-hour live stream to get the money for you to come?" I ask as I sink down into my chair and blush, thank god he can't see me.

"OF COURSE I WOULD BABE!" He screams.

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Will's POV:

I just called Bayani babe, I can't believe it. But I don't care I'm probably going to Seattle!

"When will the live stream be?" I ask after my huge outburst of excitement.

"Do you have 24 hours this weekend free?" He asks in an excited tone, then he giggles a bit. Man when he giggles it gives me little butterflies in my stomach..

"Of course I do, so I have roughly 3 days until the live stream?"

"That is correct, I can't wait to spend 24 hours talking to you." He says as he turns on his webcam, making a heart with his hands.

I turn on my webcam do the same, I wish I could kiss him and cuddle him right now..

"You're a hot mess with that hair of your Will." He makes a sexy face and does that weird slurping sound with his tung (I can't spell...). We die laughing.

"I GOTTA TWEET ABOUT THE LIVE STREAM SINCE ITS OFFICIAL!!" I scream excitedly into my mic..

"Rip headphone users!" Bayani says.

"I'm sorry darlin'." I say trying to be sweet..

As soon as I tweet about the live stream I hear Bayani's phone go off, he simply just facepalm and laughs.

"You have on my notifs!" I say and make a retarded face into my webcam.

"Yes sir I do." He says as he furiously types something on his phone.

I hear my phone ding, now he knows I have on his notifs as well..

"Will you have on my notifs too!!" He says and smiles ear to ear.

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Bayani's POV:

"What are we gonna need for the live stream?" Will asks me, that sexy British accent gets me every time.

"I'd say get a lot of snacks, red bull, and something to drink. I prefer water when I'm parched but you British people are weird so I have no clue what you drink." I laugh a bit, thinking of how stupid my remark was.

"We drink water when we're parched." He says, as he sips his tea. The accent with the tea is perfect.

"Well, looks like you have tea and not water." I say, I'm in such a giggley (sure that's a word now) mood right now that it's not even funny!

"I gotta get some rest bud it's 3am here." I forgot he's in a different timezone than me here in Seattle.

"Good night babe." I say into my mic so lightly and soothing.

"Goodnight love." He says, with his British accent and slang how could I not love him now, from his personality, to his looks, to his laugh, to his accent, to his dialect, the funny faces he makes, and how he's so sweet and caring. I'm planning a romantic date for when I can ask him out when he comes to Seattle.

And at that we end the call.

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A/N

So this chapter is a bit longer than the first I believe, I just had a burst of creativity and decided to write it down.

I won't be update everyday because of school and sports, but I try to update every other day atleast, and when I do update I might update twice but who knows!

I hope you enjoyed, and this is my first fanfiction so please comment if you have suggestions.
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