Chapter 5 - Unreleased Love
"Okay, Phil, are you ready to start rehearsing?" Keely asked.
"You bet!" he exclaimed.
"Alright, show me what you've got," Keely said, sitting down on the floor by the huge mirror.
"Can do," he said with his boyish grin that always made Keely melt. He then put on his CD to track number two, Don't Phunk With My Heart by the Black Eyed Peas.
Keely was blown away as he twisted, turned, and even got a few backflips in. Not only had she picked a HOT guy, she had truly picked an exceptional dancer without knowing it. At this, she was happy.
"Wow, Phil! How did you learn to dance like that? That was amazing!"
"I took dance lessons after you left... you know, to calm my mind a little. But unfortunately, I couldn't forget you." Then he sat down beside her.
Keely looked into his eyes and he stared back. "Phil, I'm so sorry I left you. I would have stayed if I had another option, but I didn't... unfortunately. Plus, it wasn't like I WANTED to leave. I'm terrified of flying, I knew I would be totally busy, and the thought of leaving my family and friends... and you... was heart-wrenching. But I'm here now!"
Phil smiled with a hint of sadness. "I guess you're right. While you're here I might as well enjoy you."
"That's a good way to look at it," Keely said with a grin plastered across her face.
"Yeah, I guess..." he dragged out. Then he grabbed her hand. "Keel, I understand now and I always will that you had to leave, and I don't really have a problem with it... but I was just so worried about you! This is the first time in a whole year that I've talked to you, and I never know what's gonna happen to you! I mean... the way you look and the way you are makes all the sick people out there try to... you know... get you. The only person that's gonna get you is me. And I won't have it any other way. And if anyone tries to make a nasty move on you, I'll kick their you-know-what."
Keely stared at their joined hands, his warmth sending shivers up and down her spine. Then a small smile came across her face and she slowly looked up at him. She knew what he was trying to say.
"Phil... I'm... I'm speechless."
"Good," he said with his boyish grin again.
She smiled and they leaned in to kiss. They were just inches apart before Steve walked in. They quickly jerked back.
"Hey, you two?" he asked, not having the slightest clue what he had interrupted.
"Yes, Steve?" Keely asked angrily through gritted teeth.
"You need to get to work. We have to have this thing filmed by January 15th."
"We know, Steve. Now... please leave us alone, we need our privacy," Keely said, squinting her eyes trying to show her displeasure.
Steve, of course, being the big, burly, not so bright soul that he was, had no idea what Keely was trying to say.
"Okay, good. Get to work." Then he walked out the door, leaving them alone.
As soon as he was out of sight, Keely rushed to the door, almost running into it, locked it, and pulled down the black flap covering the small window. Phil sat there laughing at her.
Keely looked at him at first with her frustrated look, but then it turned into an innocent smile. "Uh... you know, to... uh... give us our privacy."
Phil nodded trying to hide his laughs. It didn't exactly work. Keely's face turned red with embarassment.
"Okay, are you ready to start rehearsing now?" she asked, walking over to the stereo. Phil grabbed her arm to stop her. She turned around to face him.
"What?" she asked.
"Do you... uh... wanna try again?" he asked, rubbing the back of his neck.
Keely bit her bottom lip. She tried to hide her smile, but it appeared much to her displeasure.
"Uh... if you want to, sure!"
Phil smiled and he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in and their lips, after 4 long years of hidden love, finally met. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and they stayed there for what seemed like an eternity.
After they broke apart they hugged for a long time, also. Phil then whispered softly, "This is the best Christmas present I've ever gotten, Keel. I love you."
Keely's eyes grew blurry with tears. He had done it... his beautiful words had made her cry. "Oh, Phil... I love you, too!" He then kissed her softly on the cheek. It was then that he realized that she was crying.
"Keel, what's wrong?" he asked, a little worried.
"I'm just so... happy! I've been waiting for this my whole life. I've always loved you, Phil. This is my dream come true!"
"Keely, ever since I laid eyes on you I knew you were the one for me. It was just this strange feeling deep inside. I've never felt it before."
"Me neither, Phil. I felt the same way."
"Well that's good news."
Once again, a smile lighted her face. "Phil, you always know just what to say."
"Of course I do! It's what makes me so adorable!"
Keely lightly punched him in the arm. "I remember that joke!"
"Who doesn't?"
She laughed and laid her head on his shoulder.
"NOW can I call you Philly-Willy?" she asked, putting on her puppy dog pout.
Phil closed one eye, trying to resist the pout, but it didn't work. "Yeah, I suppose."
"YAY!" she squealed, kissing him on the cheek. He grinned and kissed her back.
"Keely? Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean... you have to leave really soon, and I won't be able to see you that much anymore."
Keely's eyes grew teary again... this time they weren't happy tears. "I was afraid you were gonna say that. I was hoping you wouldn't."
"I mean, I want to be your boyfriend, but... we won't be able to see each other at all! That'll torture me!"
"Do you just wanna be friends or something?" she asked, sounding hurt.
"No, I would give anything to be with you, but... I think it might be a better idea. Don't you?"
Keely was speechless. She felt like Phil was trying to say he didn't love her. It was as if he could read her thoughts.
"Keel, it's not that I don't love you... but would you rather be with me and never see me or be just my best friend and not see me? It would be easier."
"Well, even if I wasn't your girlfriend, I would still be away from you, which would still be punishment."
"That's true... except for you it would be the other way around... you know what I m--"
"I know what you mean, Phil."
Phil nodded his head. "Okay, good."
"But still, I really think that we should still be more than friends."
"Well... I guess so. Whatever you want to do. It doesn't matter to me anymore. Whatever." He looked down at the floor.
"Okay... are you sure?"
"I mean, yeah. Yeah!"
"Okay... if you say so..." What was it going to take to get him to understand that either way, being away from him was torture, no matter if they were best friends or more than that?
"Phil, I know you're not being serious. I just don't know how to make you understand--"
"Understand what, Keel?" he said somewhat angrily. Keely looked up at him with sad eyes. He then calmed down a little. Then, more calmly, he said, "Understand what, Keel?"
She replied, with a shaky, cracked voice, "Understand that either way, no matter if I was your girlfriend or not, being away from you is torture!" She then bursted into tears and he sighed and wrapped his protective arms around her and let her weep into him.
"Shh," he kept repeating over and over. After a little while she calmed down.
"Keel... I'm sorry. I understand now."
She looked up at him, the tears still pouring out. "You do? Really?"
"Yes. I do. I love you, Keel." Then they kissed again.
"I love you too, Phil."
"Okay, do you wanna start rehearsing again?" he asked.
"Yeah... I really don't wanna get in anymore trouble," she said, wiping her eyes.
"Yeah, me neither... we really can't afford that."
"Nope, not really," she said, laughing. Phil then got up and helped Keely up along with him, and they walked to the stereo and called for the dance coach.
End of Chapter 5
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