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Without further delay, Chapter 4. This is it. After this I'm done with copying from my notebook, and it's just pure Google Docs. After this I will no longer have written a couple chapters ahead. I have mixed feelings about that...

Okay. So really. Here it is.

Dan

By 8:40 I decided to call my mum to let her know I'm not dead. And that I plan on just sleeping over. She gave me the okay, as to be expected. Considering this is my basic weekend routine.

I was enjoying the comfortable silence and scrolling through tumblr when Phil came out of nowhere and said, "So, do you like Liz so far?"

I was caught off guard, so it takes me awhile; but eventually I answer with "She's cool. Talking with her felt like talking with you. Natural." I shock myself with just how true those words are. I felt just as right being around Liz as I did Phil.

Before I can go deeper into that though, Phil says, "Good. I wouldn't know what to do if my two best friends didn't get along. Can you imagine? It would be torture."

I smile. "Nah. I like her. Besides, it would take so much more than that to keep me away."

Phil laughs in his own cute way and I feel a sudden tug in the pit of my stomach. On impulse, I decided to get up from my spot on the couch and sit closer to Phil on his side. I may, or may not have sat closer than needed.

"Yes?" He asked. Pausing his (poorly played) game of Spiro.

"What? Can't I sit next to my Best Friend?"

"If you like." He went back to his game and I watched as he burned down the T-pees around three classically animated characters; and laugh half-heartedly with him when they mooned him whenever he turns away. And before I could stop my streak of impulsive stupidity, I leaned into him and placed my head on his shoulder.

What is wrong with me today?

"Dan?"

"Yes?" I don't know how my voice is keeping level right now. But Holy yes, thank you God.

He chuckled; and I took in the nice feeling the vibrations bring me. "What are you doing?"

I panic. Because how am I supposed to answer that? I refused to look at him. My eyes trained solely on his laptop in my hands. Then I remember we're friends. And some friends are close like this.

Some friends become closer.

Stop it! You have no right to think like that! None at all.

And yet, here I am. With my head on his shoulder.

"I'm using you for a pillow." That isn't too weird. Right?

Apparently it wasn't. Because he just laughed and went back to his game. And now, just over an hour later, my eyelids have grown increasingly heavy. And I have long since logged out of tumblr. I've only just shut my eyes when Phil starts to move from under me.

"Mmm! No." I wrap my arms around him to keep him from leaving.

"Dan. It's been a long day, and I'd prefer to sleep comfortably in my own bed tonight."

"Butineedapillow." My eyes are still closed while i murmur this into his shoulder. I hear Phil sigh.

"I can always get you one."

"No." I shake my head. "You're a better pillow. Warmer."

"Dan. I want to go to bed."

"Then I'll come with you!" Somewhere in the back of my head I can practically hear warning bells. But they're faint, and drowned out by my exhaustion. And Phil really does make the nicest pillow.

Another sigh from Phil.

"Alright. But don't hog the blanket."

I can feel myself nodding. And the next thing I know, Phil is giving me a sortof odd piggyback ride to his room. The second I flop onto the bed I quickly slide under the blanket and curl up on my side. After a few seconds I feel a pressure in the bed signaling that Phil has joined me. My arms find him the instant he's under the covers; pulling him close. I place my head in the crook of his arm.

"I have four pillows on my bed Dan. What are you doing?" But as he says this he turns on his side, and curls up with me. Our foreheads touching, my arm around his waist.

He mumbles something to me; but I'm asleep before I can make sense of it.

Phil

It's midday. I know this because an alarm on my phone; that I've been too lazy to delete; went off and woke me up ten minutes ago. I don't sit up because I'll wake Dan. So instead I stare at the ceiling and think.

I think about a lot of things. I think about how heavy Dan is. I think he may have stopped the blood flow in my arm. I think about if anyone else is up right now, and what they're doing. I think about if Chris or Peej will be over today. I think I don't want them to. I think about how weird that is. I think about Liz; One door down and across the hall. I think about her door being diagonal from mine. I think of her lying across me instead of Dan. What a silly thought. I look at Dan. Dan's nice. Like, really really nice. I squeeze him softly. I think about how soft he is. I burry me head in his hair. I take in his sent. I think I feel him stirring. I think he's awake. I don't think he knows where he is.

Dan

Waking up is a typically weird feeling. Waking up in your best friends arms; understandably more so. Somehow I managed to get from beside him to leaning over his chest.

Oh shit! How am I supposed to explain this?

I look up at his face and realize he's already awake. "H-hi."

"Mmm... Morning Dan."

"Um...what time is it?" I said between yawns.

"About 12 or so I think. Maybe almost one."

"What? How long have you been awake?"

"Not too long, but I think it would be a good idea for my arm if you lifted yourself up a bit so I could move it. I think it might have gone blue."

"Shit! Sorry Phil! You should have woken me or something. Jeez!" I said lifting myself off of him and crawling off the bed.

"But you look so nice when you're asleep." He said; rolling into his pillow.

I pick up a pillow of the floor and throw it at his face. "I hope you realize how creepy that sounds." I turn away and become desperately interested in one of the many smoothie stains on his carpet. Which is odd. Because I rarely ever see him having a smoothie. Always a milkshake. I wonder if they're from the previous owners or something...

"Dan."

I jump, brought back to the real world. "Yeah, sorry. Hurry up and get ready. We should go before they think we're doing unspeakable things to each other."

He laughs. And I'm glad he does, but I wish he wouldn't. I wish he would think twice about the things I say. Understand the hints that are impossible to burry. Notice the actuality that I...

That you what Dan? That you love him? Youve 'Fallen in love with your best friend'? Because you don't, do you? This is just some petty crush. And it wouldn't do any good to ruin your friendship- No. Your entire lifestyle fighting for something that can change just as easily as Chris' accents. So yes. It's good that he laughs. If he didn't, you'd probably just break his heart, anyway.

I want so hard to deny that. To scream that I love him. But I can't do that. And that's why I never do anything to stop those thoughts from coming. And they hurt. Oh, how they hurt. But they're the wake up call I need whenever I let myself believe anything could work between me and Phil.

I walk out the room closing the door behind me. I'm lost in my own thoughts. And that's probably the reason I ran smack into Lizzie on the way out.

"Ow!" She said laughing. "Good morning to you too. You slept over last night? Stupid question. Ignore that. Mrs. Lester sent me to get you two out of bed. Hehe. I was starting to anoy Michael with all the times I beat him at Mario Kart. I'm not too sure he misses me anymore."

I laugh kindheartedly; not too sure how I should act around her yet.

"Is Phil up?"

"He was when I left, but who knows when he'll come out of there."

"That's cool. Breakfast is in the microwave waiting to be heated up whenever you want it. I'm going to go unpack." She started to walk away, but turned back with an afterthought. "Are you staying over?"

I thought about it. As much as I wanted to say yes, I don't want to deal with any unecisary awkwardness. "Nah. I think I'll leave a little while after I eat. My parents probably want me home, anyway."

She smiles, and I'm hit once again with just how natural it feels to be around her. It doesn't take much to understand how she could be such good friends wither the guys. Oddly enough I don't even feel that jealous around her. She laughs with me as much as she does them.

"Well okay then. I'm sure I'll see you around." I couldn't resist giving her a smile in return before we went our separate ways.

Okay. I'm sorry this is so short. I just didn't have anything else to add, and I wanted to end it there. I haven't run out of ideas yet, don't worry. To be honest, I don't really have any ideas. I've only got a very basic plot line to work with, (the summery) and I'm just dealing with it as it comes. It's the only way I really know how to write. :'D s'okay then. Tell me what you think. Sorry for going all dark after that Phan moment...

-Lexis