Chapter 8

Charlie just landed on the couch with her soup bowl when her phone rang.
"Who's this?" asked Claire, already sitting on the couch, mouthful of soup. Charlie looked at her phone. The number was withheld.
"I don't know." She said curiously and answered the call. "Hello?"
"Erm, yeah, hi, Charlie?" said a manly voice.
"Yeah…" grumbled Charlie. "Who is it?"
"It's, umm, it's Jack. Jack Harries. Jacksgap, you know." The guy- apparently Jack Harries- said shyly.
"Oh well, hi- hi Jack," Charlie whispered, not wanting Claire to hear the name. She got up from the couch and walked to her room.
"Really?" Claire called after her. "until we finally get a break from studying and do something together, you abandon me for some bloke on the phone?"
Charlie closed the door behind her, blocking Claire's protests. "How are you, Jack?"
"I'm good, thanks." Replied Jack quietly. There were a couple of seconds of awkward silence before Jack spoke again. "Listen, umm, Charlie. I called because- well- Do you want to go out with me? Like, on a date."
Charlie was dumbfounded. "Jack, I… I don't- maybe, I guess." Only then she realized she had never given him her number. "How did you get my number, actually?"
"Well it took me two days, obviously. The first day I was perplexed. The second one I had enlightenment- I remembered you said you were friends with Dan and PJ and so. So I called Dan and he gave me your number."
"Why were you perplexed?" asked Charlie, flattered, but mostly curious.
"Listen. I can't stop thinking about you since two days ago." Said Jack fiercely. "I wasn't even sure your name was Charlie, ok? But that kiss on New Year's, it was just-"
"Umm listen, Jack," Charlie stopped him. She closed her eyes and tried her best to be nice. "I'll- I mean- it was New Year's Eve, you know? It was midnight, and you were there, and just looked very kissable…"
Silence. "It was amazing." Jack said finally.
"Listen, I'm- I really want to meet with you," said Charlie- which was true. "I'll text you, alright?" she continued- intending on doing that later, really. "OK well bye, have a nice day!" she finished and ended the call quickly. She had to calm down and understand what the hell had just happen.

Liz knocked on PJ's front door and Jamie opened.
"Hi, umm, is PJ here? I really need to talk to him." She said.
"Yeah, sure," replied Jamie. "He's in his room." Jamie went away and Liz walked to PJ's room. As she got closer, she could hear him playing, and put her ear on the door, trying to hear better.
"… I get angry too, well I'm a lot like you," PJ sang softly. "…When you're standing at a crossroad and don't know which path to choose, let me come along, 'cause even if you're wrong, I'll stand by you…"
Liz smiled to herself when she recognized the song, and quietly walked in. PJ stopped playing and lifted his eyes to her. "Hey, Lizard!" he said happily and gave her a quick kiss.
"Listen, Peej, I have to talk to you about something." Said Liz, wearing a serious face, and sat on PJ's bed.
"Sure, what is it?" asked PJ and sat on the chair in front of her.
Liz took out her phone and handed it to PJ. "So I got this email this morning…"
PJ's eyes fluttered over the screen as he read the short message. When he finished, he lifted his eyes to look at Liz with disbelief, and then read it again.
"I don't even know how she got my email address, probably via twitter or tumblr," explained Liz. "But… I don't know. I just felt like sharing this with you."
PJ smiled sweetly. "OK. First of all, I assure you that most of my subscribers aren't that wacko. Second, she's obviously just some mental fifteen year old. Just forget about it."
"She did say 'don't you dare hurt him, or I will find you." Defined Liz, a scared look in her eyes.
PJ got up and sat on the bed next to her, hugging her shoulders. "Alright, listen to me now, sweetie. She's just a weird teenage girl that's apparently in love with me for some reason-"
"She definitely has a reason," interrupted Liz cheekily.
PJ ignored the comment. "-And I don't care if it's a crazy girl, or a creepy old man, or a big scary monster," He hugged Liz tightly. "I'll always protect you, and I'll always defend you, and I'll always stand by you."
Liz laughed. "Ironic, isn't it?"
"What? What is? What?"
Liz just rolled her eyes and drugged her confused boyfriend on for a kiss.

Claire was taking out the bins and just walked back in when she saw Chris coming down the stairs.
"Hey, Chris!"
"Why hello there, little miss Claire!" Chris rhymed and smiled at her.
Claire smiled back. "Long time no see, huh? How you've been, Chris?"
"Y'know, just chillin'," he replied. "hangin'… makin' some videos."
"You're telling me? Your last animal impressions video was hilarious!" cheered Claire and started laughing, remembering the video once again.
"Why thank you." Chris smirked and brushed his hair out of his eyes. "So what's new in Claire-land? I'm hearing there's some action, you know…" Chris raised his eyebrows and lifted his eyes, pointing at Dan and Phil's flat.
Claire blushed and looked at her shoes. "Yeah, I dunno… It's- well- I dunno… haven't heard from him since New Year's."
Chris seemed to be ignoring her and saying his thoughts aloud. "You know, I've always loved the name Claire. All of the Claires I've met were super-sweet. My first dated was called Claire…" he smiled of that memory, and then frowned. "She ended up hating me, actually."
Claire laughed. "We should hang out more, you know? I forgot how awesome you are to hang out with."
"Well I'd love that, sugar." Claire goggled at him, squinting her eyes. "No-not sugar? Alright, alright!" he took it back.
Claire smiled with satisfaction. "So just give us a call next time you're around, eh?"
"Coolio." Chris grinned and walked out to the cold January night.

End Of Chapter 8

Yeah so this was just a nice short chapter... hope you like it :) Next chapter will be up soon! As long as I don't slack off with school and stuff, ya know.. ;)