okay the next chapter will evolve some very serious smut ;) but for now, here's a new chapter!
Two weeks later me and Tasha stood at the blue, peeling door of Jess's apartment, our large suitcases close to bursting at the seam. Today was the day we were moving in with Dan and Phil, it still didn't sound real and neither of us could believe it, we couldn't even believe that they were stood in the hallway behind us right now, ready to help us with our bags. They came wearing large grins about an hour before we were ready and stood in the large, well lit living room of the small apartment, complaining that girls take too long to pack. But now we were stood at the door, Jess before us with her choppy red hair gently blowing in the wind from the open window behind her. "I'm gonna miss you." She said sadly.
"I'm gonna miss you too." I said with a half smile on my pale face.
"We've had so much fun. It'll be weird not living here." Tasha told her, the boys stood silently behind us not knowing what to say or do.
"You guys have been great. I've loved having roommates and I'll miss you guys so much." Jess covered her mouth, her voice becoming squeaky and her eyes welling with salty tears.
"We will still hang out." Tasha's eyes filled too as she said this.
"It won't be the same. You two are the best roommates ever, Dan and Phil are lucky!" Jess opened her arms with tears on her face. Me and my cousin fell into the hug, all three of us crying with promises to see each other soon.
"Dan and Phil are also stood right here, very awkwardly...not really knowing what to do." Dan said in third person, relieving the awkwardness slightly. We laughed and dried our eyes, careful not to spoil our makeup. Sharing one last hug we turned, Dan and Phil helping us by taking a bag each while we dragged our suitcases behind us with the wheels rolling loudly across the hard floor, the excitement growing at each complaint the boys made about our bags.
We eventually arrived at Dan and Phil's three bedroomed apartment, immediately impressed with the space. I ran into the kitchen with wide eyes, shocked to the core at the size of the place but grew confused at the sight in front of me.
All the cupboards were open, the dishwasher, the fridge, food cupboards, draws, under the sink cabinets, everything was left wide open with food practically falling out. I froze, wondering if they had been burgled, fear running through me like the blood in my veins. "What the hell?!" Was the only thing I could manage in a worrying tone which made Dan come hurrying into the kitchen. My eyes flew to him, worry bleeding from me but rather then looking shocked or even disappointed he looked frustrated. "What the fuck. Phil! You did it again." He called loudly, a long, drawn out sigh escaping his parted lips as he waited for Phil to come skidding in on the hard surface, his odd socks gliding across the fake floorboards.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry." He said with a devilish grin.
"Fucking hell Phil, it looks like someone robbed us." Dan glared at his friend, his need to fix the kitchen obviously beginning to annoy him.
"They didn't take anything though."
"That's because no one actually robbed us."
"And they only stayed in the kitchen."
"Phil I am going to punch you." Dan joked, a laugh escaping his mouth while the frustration flooded away. Dan turned to me and said, "Phil has some sort of problem where he leaves everything he uses open, cupboards etc."
Well that explained a lot.
Leaving the boys, I left to join Tasha in the bedroom who was spinning wildly in circles with her arms out like a helicopter. "The fuck you doing?" I asked, a frown formed on my face as I stood in the cream coloured walls of the doorway.
"Look how much room there is in here! I could almost create an echo it's so big!"
A few weeks later the end of November was close, bringing problems for the four of us. Over the course of the time me and my cousin had lived with these two YouTubers I had begun to grow some feelings for Phil. I hadn't realised and refused to admit it to even myself for a long time until one day Phil wrapped his arms around me in a hug, for no reason at all but I allowed myself to sink into his warm chest and cuddly green hoodie. It was then I realised I had a massive crush on him, and I hated myself for it but soon found out that Dan had been crushing on Tasha which gave us someone to talk about our issues to. Dan and I chatted for hours into the night while frost formed on the windows and eventually formed a plan. A plan we thought was well made and should almost guarantee success, but obviously it didn't.
We had planned to pretend to get drunk and admit our feelings to Phil and Tasha, that way if the plan failed -which it did- then we could just blame it on being drunk. We planned to buy a few shandies because they could almost pass for beers, if Tasha or Phil saw what we were drinking, and act to the best of our abilities. What we didn't realise was the Shandies passed for beer so well that we couldn't tell the non alcoholic drink cans from the beer. We could, of course, just read the label but we were far too lazy to do that which soon payed off and ended up grabbing most of the bears from the fridge.
By the time Phil and Tasha returned home from Tesco Dan was in the living room and was so drunk it was as if all the walls in the room were attempting to pull him to them, yet none of them fully succeeded.
"Dan...are you ok..?" Phil asked while Tasha began to unpack the food. Dan looked Phil in the eyes, a drunken, sloppy smile formed on his face while he slurred his words tremendously. "Philly I love you."
"That's...ok, come on let's get you to bed."
"Ooh yes. Take me to bed."
"No. You're going to go to sleep."
"You're no fun." He began to giggle as Phil dragged him across the fluffy carpet to his bedroom. "Your penis is fun though. Penny penis the snake hehee."
"Wow I'm mentally scarred now." Phil pushed Dan in his room before returning to the kitchen to help Tasha who had unpacked most of the food and had closed all the opened cupboards.
It was quite late by then so the two of them retreated to their rooms. Tasha was slightly surprised that the room we shared was empty but the thought of me staying with a friend flashed across her mind, causing her not to worry. Little did she know that I was sat on the cold balcony with a beer in each hand, the freezing wind billowing through the apartment but leaving me with not even the slightest shiver in my vest top and shorts.
It suddenly dawned on Dan who sat in his room that the whole point of this was to tell Tasha he liked her, and he wasn't gonna get that done sat in his room. He struggled to his feet and stumbled in the direction of the door, falling a few times before he made it. Ripping the door open he saw me sat on the balcony, tipping my head back and downing half of the cool, sweet drink. Dan dragged his heavy feet across the warm, fluffy floor and sat heavily by me on the balcony.
"Heeey." He slurred, looking me in the eyes.
"Hi." I replied, my head spinning wildly while I drank even more.
"You look pretty."
"You look prettier."
Dan paused and looked at me with a smile. "I love you." I tried to find something to say back but his lips crushed onto mine with such force it pushed me back against the floor of the balcony. I returned the kiss and eventually felt Dan's strong arms wrap around me and lift me into the air. He carried me to his room and dropped me on the bed, pressing his lips to mine again.