aah...i just HAD to add in this chappie, it was too tempting and i just couldnt skip this scene...so i hope you guys like it. its gonna be short, dont worry! im stressing anyways on trying to finish the christmas chappie...lol. enjoy, then!
If Only You Knew
Chapter Eleven: Can't Stop the Awkwardness
"Hey!" Phil whined as he followed Keely up the stairs and towards his bedroom, tripping slightly over a step which resulted in a giggle from Keely. He quickly pulled himself up, flushing, and chased after her as she turned the corner and strolled down the hall. "Keel, it's my room! Why do I have to sleep on the floor?"
Keely stopped at his door and turned to face him, leaning against the doorframe and smiling innocently as she twirled a finger in her hair. "So you're saying that you'd make your best friend, a girl no less, sleep on the floor?" Her smile widened when Phil halted in front of her, seemingly at a loss for words, and she shrugged. "Well, there we go."
"But---" Phil sighed in exasperation, dragging himself into his room after her as she plopped down on his bed, lifting her head to gaze at the ceiling. "Whoa." She gasped, eyes widening in awe as she stared not at a ceiling, but a shower of stars, as if she were looking at the sky itself. "You go to sleep every night looking at this? It's amazing!"
Mesmerized by the bright shimmer in her eyes as she lowered her head to look at him, Phil gazed at her in stunned silence before blinking hard and shaking his head to clear away his thoughts. "Yeah---I mean---Hey, don't change the subject, Keely!" He complained, a tinge of pink barely visible on his cheeks. "I can't sleep on the floor! It...it hurts my back!" Talk about a lame excuse. "I'd die tomorrow!"
Keely raised her eyebrows, leaning back against her arms as she placed them behind her on the soft comforter of the bed. "And you don't think I would either? Well then, Phil, what do you think we should do?" She laughed. "Share the bed?"
Phil's eyes widened in surprise at her suggestion. Did Keely even hear what she had just said? 'Probably not,' He thought shakily as he watched those three little words take a full blown effect on the girl in front of him just moments later.
Keely's mouth dropped open in shock of what she had just said as her face turned a deep shade of crimson almost immediately. "Ohmigod. Did I just say...I meant---I didn't---you know, maybe we could just, um..." She stuttered, desperately struggling to find the right words to cover up one of the most embarrassing moments of her life. Unfortunately, nothing could cover up the truth. Sharing the bed was probably the best thing to do---and both Phil and Keely knew it.
"You know," Phil mumbled, blushing furiously as well, "we could...share the bed...I mean, it's not like we'd DO anything...right?" He scratched the back of his head nervously, daring to glance in Keely's direction as she shifted uneasily on the bed.
"Yeah---I mean, no---of course we wouldn't, it's just...a couple of friends, sharing a...a bed." Keely stammered, avoiding his eyes at all costs as she fiddled with her fingers timidly.
"Right!" Phil confirmed quickly. "So...we're cool then?"
"Yeah."
"Okay then. I'm gonna go...and get ready for bed..." He said slowly, motioning towards the door as he slowly backed out, laughing nervously as he turned and began to twist the doorknob.
"Wait!" Phil spun around at her voice and stared at Keely expectantly, and she pointed at the Wizrd sticking out of his pocket. "I'm gonna need that." she said softly, mustering a weak smile.
"Oh," He mumbled, face falling as he pulled his Wizrd out and tossed in into her open hands. "Sorry 'bout that."
And he walked out the door, leaving Keely to quietly browse through the Wizrd for something casual to wear to bed.
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The room was dark and silent, while outside a faint light could be seen as the engines of cars passing through the street softly echoed throughout the room, bouncing off the walls. Outside, if you were to look at the night sky, it would be completely black, stars seemingly inexistent because of the constant light pollution emanating from the small town. And yet, inside this room the stars shone by the millions, dazzling and breathtaking, yet calming and relaxing at the same time.
Only two young individuals lay beneath this extraordinary sight, gazing at the simple beauty as they lay side by side on the opposite ends of a bed. An uneasy tension filled the air, so thick you could cut through it with a knife; yet, somehow, it intertwined with serenity...a certain peace between the two teens that almost seemed to go by unnoticed.
"It really is beautiful, Phil," Keely whispered softly, a smile playing on her lips as she stared up at the vast illusion that was the ceiling.
"Yeah, I know," Phil replied, grinning in content. "You rarely see these sort of things anymore, especially in the future. It's a good thing the Wizrd has this feature, or I wouldn't be able to enjoy it like I do now."
He glanced at Keely, noticing how the dim white glow of the stars flickered in her eyes, making it seem alive as she continued to gaze at the ceiling in awe. "Keel..." He began hesitantly, and she turned to look at him. He gave her an apologetic look. "I'm really sorry about what happened with the whole Virtu-Goggling thing. I mean...the only two times you ever got to do it turned out to be a major disaster, and---"
"It's alright, Phil, really." Keely interrupted quietly, smiling as she shook her head slightly. "I had a good time before anything bad happened, and that's what counts. So stop being such a worrywart already!" She laughed, rolling her eyes playfully as Phil scowled. "Watch it, Teslow," He warned, squinting his eyes as her before breaking out into a grin.
"So..." he continued, turning back to look at the stars, "What were you trying to tell me before our movie night got ruined, anyway? You know, before I got knocked across the head and fell unconscious."
A few seconds passed and he was met with complete silence. Phil glanced at Keely again to see that she was no longer looking at either the stars or him, but down at her hands resting across her stomach. "Keel?"
"I...It's nothing. Nothing important, I mean." She said in a whisper, so softly that Phil almost didn't hear it. She bit her lower lip and shut her eyes as her mind screamed at her to tell him the truth, to tell him everything. But she couldn't, of course...not here, not now. It was already awkward enough laying next to him in his own bed, but to spill her feelings to him right at this moment? It was like planning her own funeral.
He knew she was hiding something from him. And he wanted to know, badly. 'But how can you say that when you can't even tell her anything yourself? When you can't even tell her how you really feel about her?' His mind shot at him, accusing him. Phil sighed, and slowly he nodded. "Okay. Just making sure." He turned to his side, his back facing her, and suppressed a yawn. "G'night, Keely."
She gazed at his back silently before turning the other way as well, curling up under the blankets and giving one last look at the stars.
"Goodnight, Phil."
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Pim groaned as she made her way to her brother's room, grumbling incoherently to herself while running a hand through her tangled bed-hair.
"'Go wake up your brother and Keely, dear,'" She said in a high pitched voice, mocking her mother's cheerful tone before scowling once more. "Still don't see why I'm the one who has to interrupt those two freakin' lovebirds and their sleep."
Pim walked up to the door and grabbed the doorknob, not even bothering to knock as she casually opened the door. "Hey, wake up and smell the coffee, you two, the weather's fixed and Mom's made a special breakfast just for Blon---"
She stopped mid sentence as she took in the scene in front of her, eyes narrowing in disgust. "Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me. That is just plain sick."
The two "lovebirds" were sleeping peacefully on the bed, Keely flush up against Phil's chest and his arm loosely draped over her waist and stomach, head resting on top of hers. Slowly, though, they began to stir, and Pim quickly closed the door, looking as if she was going to hurl.
"Oh God, I'm never waking them up again."
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Keely groaned softly upon hearing a voice she didn't recognize as her mother's, and she snuggled deeper into the warmth of the bed…and something else. Dazed, she suddenly realized with slight confusion that, for some reason, she couldn't move. 'Wait…' she thought groggily, pushing her hands against something solid directly in front of her, 'Where am I?' Slowly, she opened her eyes, expecting to see the decorated walls of her room---
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Barb looked over her shoulder as Pim came stomping into the kitchen, sitting down at the table and grabbing the milk and cereal automatically. She raised her eyebrows and turned, giving Pim a look. "Honey, did you wake Phil and Keely up liked I asked you to?"
Suddenly there was a shrill scream that came from upstairs, and both Barb and Pim glanced up towards the ceiling as a second scream, more masculine from the first, immediately followed.
Barb glared at her daughter as Pim gave a casual shrug. Back upstairs, a heavy thump was heard followed by the loud bickering of two certain teenagers.
"Yup." Pim answered simply, taking a bite of her cereal. "I guess they're up now."
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A/N: lol. i hope that all made sense. i loved writing it, though now its like, almost midnight and ive still got the christmas chapter to finish. don't forget to read and review now! next chappie will definitely be up by tomorrow!