a/n Hello everyone, so this is chapter 3! Yay! This is a chapter I have written. As you probably know by now I am writing this as a collaboration with princesseli so go check out her stories!

Constructive criticism is always appreciated!

Anyway, I hope you like it!

-Lady Lizzie xx

"Riiingggg. Riiinggggg! RIIInggggg! RIIIINNGGGGG!" Uhhhhh… I moan. I reach over and pick up the phone beside my bed. I lift it to my ear.

"Hello!" I hear someone say. Funny it kind of sounds like Caspar. "Hello?" it says again. Funny he sounds really far away. "'Lo?" I mumble back.

"Marcus?" He calls.

"Mm-hmm. I'm listening." I let out a huge yawn. "Hey, are you in a tunnel or something?"

"Marcus I think..." Casper's voice fades away.

"Think wha?" I ask sleepily.

"I think you have the phone upside down...and I also.." He says a little louder.

Oh. I didn't wonder why the cord was above my head but that makes sense. I flip the phone and wince as Casper's voice is suddenly blasting in my ear. "THINK YOU'RE A COMPLETE MORON!" He shouts.

"That's nice. Now won't you shut up?" I ask while rubbing my poor temples.

"You're not going to ask me why I think you're a moron." He asks amusedly.

I yawn again and cuddle into the pillow on my side. "I held the phone the wrong way. Big deal. It's early and I'm tired." I mumble.

"YOU ARE A MORON!" He starts shrieking again. "WE'RE LATE! WE WERE SUPPOSED TO MEET THE OTHERS AT DISNEY 45 MINUTES AGO! YOU OVERSLEPT YOU DIPSTICK!"

Oh shit! Oh fuck! Oh fuckity fucking shit! Shit fuck! I fly out from under the covers with speed and agility and for one brief momentary second, with the look of my crazed, sleep deprived, roller coaster obsessed look plastered on my face, I feel weightless. That is of course the moment before I face planted into the carpet. God I hate phones with cords. Somehow as I made my spinning leap of wonder the curly chord of death wrapped around my neck where it sits quite contentedly to choke me to death. "Gak! Gak!" I choke out. I log roll onto my stomach and take a sweet breath of oxygen as the chord unwinds. Phew still alive.

"SHIT!" I scream as I remember why I made that leap out of bed. I spring up from the floor and race to the chair that I had thrown my jeans on the night before. I tug them on and grab a t-shirt out of my chest of drawers. I fling it on without realizing that I forgot to take off the t-shirt I was already wearing. "BUGGAR!" I scream. I pull off both t-shirts and put on my clean one. I look around for my shoes but I can only find one. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" I chant. I drop to my knees and start crawling around to find it. A few minutes later I do find it jammed underneath the armchair, I have no idea how it ended up there. I grab my keys and am about to rush out the door when I remember Caspar on the phone.

I rush back to the bed. I pick up the phone "Caspar, mate I am so sorry! I will be there in 15 minutes! 20 tops!" I rush.

"Whatever, mate." He snaps.*click* the line goes dead. Fantastic. He sounds completely hacked off.

I run to the, swing it open, rush into the hallway and run smack into something hard. As I tumble to the ground I become aware that the thing beneath me isn't hard at all, it's soft and human like. Actually it's soft and Caspar like. "Oophm!" I grumble as his elbow connects with my lower stomach. He's not that soft after all!

"Caspar? What the hell are you doing here" I ask as I try to untangle my limbs from his. I am amazed to see that by the time I sit myself up and look at him, Caspar is laughing. He's not just laughing. He is rolling on the floor, tears streaming down his face and he looks like he is about to pee. "What's going.." my voice trails off as realization dawns on me. I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone to check the time.

"You little shit!" I gasp.

"Hahahahahahaha! Y-you should have seen your face when you opened the door! I thought your pants were on fire!" Caspar wheezed. "Hahaha!"

I glare at him. "Fuck off." I say menacingly.

Caspar let out another long set of laughter. "Don't tell me I kissed a potty mouth! Honestly Marcus, I never realizes you were the kind of boy my mother warned me about."

I groan and flop back onto the floor. Caspar eventually stops laughing and stands up, offering me a hand as a truce. I contemplate pulling him down onto the floor and strangling him but then he says the magic word. "Breakfast?"

I nod. "Breakfast."

We walk down the hallway in silence until out of the corner of my eye, I see Caspar glancing at me. I turn my head and give him a mock glare. Caspar bursts out laughing and has to lean against the wall to support himself. "That was the best thing I have ever seen!" He gasps.

This time the glare I give him is real. "I hate you." I say flatly. "I am waking you up like that every holiday!" He chokes out. Now he has slid down the wall and has begun rolling around again.

I continue walking to the elevator and don't stop or look behind me, even when I hear him call out behind me. "Marcus, Marcus mate, wait!" I open the elevator and press the button for the lobby. The prank was very funny although I will never admit it to his face. As I am just about to step into the lobby I press all 15 buttons of the floors before ours. That idiot can walk to get his breakfast. As I follow my nose to the bacon and pancakes awaiting me in the breakfast room, I smirk to myself. I feel as if I have gotten just a little bit of my own back.

I look over at Phil sleeping beside me. I've never told him this but he looks like an angel when he sleeps. Freaking corny but it's the truth. The way his messy hair covers his eyes and his slightly opened mouth just do something to me. Anyway, I'm so excited! Today is Phil and I's one month anniversary and I have a big surprise for him! However for me to be able to surprise him, he has to be awake, and that means risking his annoyance at waking up before midday. Ah. It's the age old dilemma of letting sleeping lovers lie or taking them to an amusement park. Hah who am I kidding, the answer is obvious.

"Hey Phil. Phiiilll. Phillllllyyy. Philllllyy pillllllyyy. Wakey time. Wakey time!" I sing. "It's time for you to wake up and say hello to the birds and the sun and the sky." I finish off in opera style, just to add a bit of entertainment.

"Dan. You are never. I repeat never. Cheerful in the morning. What. Is. your. Problem. Today?" Phil groans keeping his eyes scrunched closed.

"Well." I muse. "It might have something to do with the fact that I am in Los Angeles. I have slept off all and any jet lag I had. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, it's a beautiful day! Oh and today I'm going to Disneyland with my boyfriend. And did I mention that here I can get tanned to an alabaster white instead of the Edward Cullen look I've got going on."

Phil opens one of his eyes and peers at me. "What was that?"

"I have the same skin colour as Edward Cullen?" I pretend to act confused. "Without the sparkles of course." I add.

"No, no, before that." Phil persists.

"The sun is shining and the birds are singing?" I ask.

"Never mind." Phil says cuddling back into the quilt. "I must have imagined it."

"Ohhhh. I know the one you mean now." I muse thoughtfully while staring Phil's face, waiting for his reaction. "You were referring to where I said where I am taking my boyfriend to Disneyland for the day to celebrate our one month anniversary."

Phil's eyes snap open wide. "Are you serious!?" He says breathlessly. I nod. "Dan that is so cool! Holy crap this day is going to be epic!" He jumps on top of me and squishes me down into the pillows. "Wait I thought we were going to hang out with Tyler today?" He asks.

I shrug to the best of my abilities underneath his body. "I lied. I have no idea what Tyler's doing today, I just didn't want you making plans with anyone else. I hope that's okay, I know you were looking forward to making a video with him, but I know we'll be able to make videos with him some other time so I guess what I'm saying is that I hope you're not too upset and.." I ramble on until Phil's lips capture my own. I kiss him back enthusiastically.

Phil pulls away and says "It's perfect. You're prefect." His sweet breath tickles my face and his eyes look very dark right above mine. I grab his shirt and pull him down on top of me.

One of my hands rests on his chest the other cups his upper thigh pulling him deeper into the kiss. Phil's hands run down my sides as his tongue briefly licks my bottom lip. I moan and he slips his tongue inside of my mouth. Dear lord take Disney from me now and I would not care an ounce. As long I could stay here with my boyfriend's face and body mashed against mine. Poetic right? But oh sweet mercy Phil is an amazing kisser. We continue to kiss each other fervently until the need for oxygen becomes apparent.

As we both pull away we are both panting heavily, our chests rising and falling in time. "Wow." I pant.

"Yeah, wow." Phil's pants in reply. "Hey, Dan?" Phil asks."

"Hmm-mm." I hum in reply. I've got my breath back and am ready for less talking and more lip-lock. I cup his neck and begin to pepper his neck with sweet little kisses.

"Well.. I was just wondering I-if.." Phil's voice hutches as I run my tongue over a sensitive spot on his neck. He gasps as I begin to suck gently on it.

"Yes?" I murmur into his neck.

"If we are going to have to act like just friends when we're out today. I mean are we still keeping it a secret from our fans and friends?" Phil asks.

I pause from his neck for a moment. "I think it's a good idea to not tell our fans until we've told our friends in person." I say.

"I agree." Says Phil. "It's just going to be pretty hard not kissing you for a couple hours at a time!" He admits.

"Oh I completely forgot!" I gasp. I gently push Phil off of me and get out of bed. "Hey! I was comfy!" Phil complains. "Forgot what, anyway?"

I rummage around in the bottom of the closet and emerge holding a gift bag. "I completely forgot about the second part of your present!"

"Aw you didn't have to!" Phil begins to say.

I ignore him and place the bag in front of him on the bed, he sits up cross-legged. I sit cross-legged on the other side and begin to chant "open it, open it, open it!"

Phil peers inside the bag and grabs the card from inside. I shake my head ever so slightly. Such good manners. He opens it and starts jumping up and down, the best he can while still being cross-legged when the tickets fall out. "Eep!" He says.

I laugh at his cuteness. "Keep going!" I urge.

He opens the card and reads it out loud.

"Phil,

Thanks for such an amazing one month. I love you more each and every day we are together. I hope you will enjoy a day of Disney with me to celebrate.

Lots of love,

Dan xxxxxxxx"

I feel my face turn red as Phil looks at me. He leans over the bag and gives me a kiss. "I love you too." He says quietly.

"Yeah, yeah." I say, waving my hand to get him to continue opening his present.

Phil lays the card and tickets to one side and he reaches his hand inside the gift bag. He lifts out 2 pairs of sunglasses and 2 t-shirts. The sunglasses are big and have little Mickey Mouse heads on the side. The t-shirts are red and blue with the Disney logo on them. "There's more, there's more!" I say. Phil reaches his hand back inside the bad and this time pulls out 2 hats. These hats are not just any hats. These hats are black and have two massive Mickey Mouse ears on top of them and a little chin elastic on the bottom. Phil laughs as he tries on the hat and the sunglasses.

"How I look?" He asks.

"Unrecognizable." I reply. "Which is exactly the point, this way the two of us will be able to hold hands, make out and gross out a lot of little kids without anyone recognizing us." I explain.

Phil takes off his glasses and stares at me. "That is one very genius plan Mr. Genius." He says. "I'm impressed."

I shrug." It's been a month, you should have realized you're dating a mastermind by now." I joke.

"You learn something new every day." Phil says leaning in towards me.

I manage to get out my "so I've been told." Before our lips connect and Phil climbs on top of me again. "Happy one month anniversary." He says softly.

"Happy one month anniversary." I reply and we carry on where we left off.