This chapter worked out really well, its just a little on the short side. By far not the shortest of the story though. It was a hard one to write, but I'm fairly happy with how it came out! The next chapter was almost completely done, but then I started thinking.

Hope you don't hate me by the end!

Darren heard a phone ringing in his sleep, it didn't quite click that it was a phone so he slapped the alarm clock. When it didn't stop ringing, he hit it harder, only to make it turn on. He looked up from his pillow and realized that it was the phone, not the alarm clock. He reached for the ringing sound, only to realize it was Chris'. He sighed and rolled over, poking Chris.

"Chris, your phone."

Chris grabbed for it, only moving his arm and pressed it to his ear. "ello?"

Darren ran a hand over his face before standing up and grabbing a glass of water. He glanced over to see Chris sitting on the bed, staring at Darren with a "deer in the headlights" look on his face.

Chris nodded. "Yeah, I'll call you back, let me talk to him. No, he hasn't gotten any calls. You'll call? Alright, thanks. Talk to you later." he hung up and tossed the phone on the bed, walking over to Darren.

"Chris, what the hell is going on?"

Chris sighed as he pulled on a pair of jeans and a shirt. "The guy that delivered the room service last night. He saw you come in here earlier, and when he saw me in here last night with the robe, he put two and two together and took it to the press."

Darren looked at Chris. "You mean...?"

Chris nodded. "Its all over the internet."

Darren sighed and grabbed his phone off the counter. "I've got 34 unread text messages."

"You don't have to call your publicist or anything, Cindy said she'd call everyone and they'd start coming up with a game plan. She just needs to know what we're...telling people."

Darren shook his head and sat down in a nearby chair. "I honestly have no idea. I haven't even told half my friends. I was waiting till I got to see them..."

Chris nodded. "I know." he sighed. "Listen, if you want to just blow it all off and tell everyone that we were just hanging out, that's fine." He had an edge in his voice. He hadn't meant for it to be there, but this was frustrating. He loved Darren, and wanted to tell everyone, but Darren wasn't exactly jumping at the chance.

Darren picked up on the edge and stood up. "I'm gonna go take a shower and just...think, okay?"

Chris nodded. "I uh...I think I'm gonna go."

"Chris, no. Don't go."

Chris shook his head. "I get it, okay? You need to work this out on your own, and figure everything out. I just can't sit here while you decide, I'll go nuts. Just make sure you let Tony know so he can update Cindy." Chris kissed him on the cheek before grabbing his bag and going for the door.

By the time Chris got to his car, he was in tears. He could barely see the key through the tears to start the car before he realized that driving was out of the question right now. He pulled out his phone, dialing Ashley's number.

"Chris, there you are! Have you heard?"

Chris nodded. "Can you come get me?"

It didn't take long for Ashley to find him in the parking lot. She parked in the spot next to his and got into his car. "What happened?"

He sighed. "Darren just needs time to think, which I understand. I just don't want him to decide that its too much and want to go back to just being friends. I can't be just his friend."

Ashley nodded. "Come on Chris, we'll send someone to get your car. Lets go back to the apartment and we'll order pizza and we'll eat ice cream and watch horror movies or something. He'll come around. You just need to give him some time to figure out how awesome you are."

Chris smiled, but it faded quickly. "We were supposed to have a perfect weekend."

"I know you were. Come on, we can't sit in the parking garage all day."

He nodded and got out of his car, locking it and getting into hers with her. They drove back to Ashley's apartment in silence. When they got upstairs, Chris went straight to bed, making some excuse about being tired. He wasn't tired though, he was wide awake. He just couldn't sit around eating, the last thing he wanted was food. He pulled out his phone and texted Naya.

"Can u check on him? rm 412"

He waited before getting her reply. "of course, on my way xoxo"

He drifted off to sleep a little while after that, apparently more exhausted than he'd thought.

So do you hate me yet? lol I know cliffhangers kind of suck, but don't worry. Have faith guys! There's a 50/50 chance things will turn out well! I've actually written both outcomes, I just need to choose which way to go! MUHAHAHA

Just a reminder, there won't be an update tomorrow, but there should be on on sunday!