Chapter three. If you're lost, this is in the next life- Both of our boys have been reincarnated. Hope you enjoy! ~B x

"Martin! Have you got the tickets? I can't find them anywhere." This is just my luck. As soon as I persuade my brother to come to a gig with me, the tickets are nowhere to be found. So flipping typical.

"It's alright, I have them in my pocket."

"Can I have mine, please?"

"Why?" This is exactly why I don't get on with my brother. He doesn't understand me at ALL. You'd think having to live with the boy for nineteen years would help him remember these things, but no.

"Oh, come ON Martin. You know I collect all of my tickets. You've commented on my 'creepy' shrine of them more than once." Idiot boy.

"Oh, yeah."

"Oh my god! Is that Callum? YO, CALLUM. I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE COMING..." And then my delightful big brother's voice trails off. This place is literally packed. Well, might as well get myself into a spot where I can actually see the stage.

Why must you dim the lights whilst I'm moving? I can't see where I'm going at all, you stupid people in charge.

"Oops, sorry!" Why am I so clumsy?

"It's fine, I do it all the time." And some random guy with a sexy voice, just helps me get up. Yay for good samaritan, I guess.

"Thanks."

"Hey- Do we know eachother? Your voice sounds really familiar.."

"I don't think so." It's a shame I can't see this guy's face. But then again, maybe it isn't- he might not look as hot as he sounds. Woah there Phil, sounding shallow much?

"How weird.. Are you here by yourself?" Stop being a creeper. Phil, GET YOURSELF AWAY FROM THIS MAN.

"No. My brother is here with me, but I guess now I'm by myself. He seems to forget about me at the drop of a hat." I let out an involuntary giggle.

"Awh, your giggle is so cute!.. And I just sounded like a fucking teenage girl. Sorry. Heh." He coughs.

"It's okay.. Really." I can't help but blush. I just got complimented by someone who can't even see my face! Now that has GOT to be an achievement, surely?

He just kept laughing. He has such an adorable laugh.

"Well, I better go find my brother. Thanks for letting me fall into you." Phil, that sounded SO awkward.

"No problem." I nod at him, and then realize he couldn't see me. So smart, Phil, so smart.

"Oh my jesus, they were AMAZING, Martin! Weren't they goo-" And, once again, my imbecile of a brother abandons me to talk to a friend.

"I'll meet you at home. Here's the keys." Why throw them at me? He KNOWS I can't catch to save my life.

"Here you go." And a stranger with an extremely familiar voice passes me the keys.

"Oh, it's you! From earlier!" You sound so intellectual.

"Oh, hello again. It's a bit weird that I can see you. Not that it isn't a bad thing, mind." And he smiles the most beautiful smile ever. Stop swooning! You're a man, Phil! You have a cordless hammer drill!

"Should I take that as a compliment?"

"I should think so."

"Well, thank you then, Samaritan."

"Kind samaritan?" he says with a bemused look on his face.

"You've helped me twice. And I don't even know your name."

"Would you like to know my name?"

"Would you like to know mine?" Phillip Lester, are you FLIRTING? What have you eaten?

"I think I would, actually. Daniel Howell. Call me Dan. Or anything you'd like, really." He exclaims, with an extremely sexual wink.

"Phil Lester."

"Your name definitely rings bells. Are you sure we don't know eachother?"

"Positive."

"Oh. Well, I should probably get going- long trip home."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. It was a pleasure to meet you, Phil Lester." And he starts to walk off. But then he comes bounding back.

"On second thoughts, can I have your number?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Both of us blushing, we swap numbers, and part ways.

Oooh, they know eachother. if you have the time, PLEASE review? Maybe you could check out my other stories? I would love you for evers. And I haven't met any of you. I'll be quiet now.