I just really liked the thought of the two of them together and wrote a story. Nothing more to it. Also, this story includes the out takes, because they would have made the film a whole lot better. They can be easily found on YouTube.

Dissection of the Human Heart: Chapter 1 - The Get Together

{ Ray }

Burying a fake dead alien wrapped in some old sheets in the fields a few miles from Gary's flat with a couple of friend-borrowed shovels seems completely surreal. It also makes me think a bit about what my life has come to. Nothing I can really do about it now though, is there?

Rushing back across the field towards the car parked on the side of the motorway seems like an easy task, in hind sight. Yet, my legs don't seem to want to do as they're told as adrenaline rushes through my body at my brain's ludicrous thoughts of being caught.

The grass being wet is just another factor in making slipping pretty inevitable.

So, as I fall fast towards the ground my first reaction is to pinwheel my arms out to hold on to something to halt my decent. Gary reacts fairly similarly to my situation, throwing his arms towards me in a pointless attempt to catch me. These actions go without consequence, except for the fact that Gary is now being pulled to the floor with me.

I slip round slightly and land with a thud on my back. I give a little gasp as I realise that Gary is about to fall straight on top of me, but his arms fly out just in time for his hands to land on the soaking grass on either side of my head and stop him from falling any further.

I barely even register the fact that his knee is in between my legs as we burst into unavoidable hysterics that last for about a minute, but the laughter soon thins out, soft chuckles cutting intervals into the silence as we realise how close our faces are.

My tongue slithers out to moisten my lips nervously. Our eyes meet in, what feels like, a cosmic moment of fate, and we begin to move slowly closer.

My heart batters my rib cage as my best friend moves towards me; about to do something we've been told by society is wrong.

Yet, I can't make myself stop it. The thought of kissing Gary is just too good.

I move my head upwards as our eyes dance and our breaths mingle. Our lips meet, my eyes slip shut and the noise of the cars a hundred feet away and the sting of the cold air disappear as a tingling feeling pools in my chest and moves slowly outwards to every corner of my body and soul. I don't realise how much this moment means to me, but I will.