Still PJ's POV

I hear a knock at the window. When I look over to it I see Chris. I get up from sitting on my bed and walk over to the window, opening it for Chris.

He starts to climb in, "I had to run for 20 minutes and take a bus to get here because Dan took my car." Chris says. Once he is fully inside, he faces me. "You just had to fight in the middle of the night didn't you? Couldn't of you waited to fight in the morning?"

I cross my arms, "It's not my fault. Dan is the one who started it." Chris has a look of shock and amusement on his face, "Dan." He says. "You didn't call him Dani."

Rolling my eyes, I step away from Chris. "The only reason I call him Dani is to mess with him. It's fun to make him mad." I say, now sitting in a chair with my feet up on my desk.

Chris scoffs. "You're an asshole, you know that right?" I shrug, "Yeah, I get that a lot." I say, getting up. I walk over to my bed and stand next to Dan.

"So what are we supposed to do with it?" I say, gesturing towards Dan. Chris stands there for a moment, silent, probably thinking.

"Let's just try to carry him outside and to the car." Chris suggests. "Check his pockets for the keys." I check both of his front pockets. "Nope. There's nothing." I say.

"You didn't even check his back pockets." Chris says, annoyed. "I'm not going to touch his ass Christopher." I say. "I still have some dignity left."

Chris rolls his eyes, "Fine. I'll do it." Chris starts to walk over to Dan. "I know you probably want to anyways." I mumble. Obviously it was loud enough for him to hear it because right after Chris says, "Oh, shut the fuck up PJ. Could you just get over your big ego for one second and act like a good fucking person for once in your pathetic life."

I didn't know what to feel at that moment. I'm angry, but I know that I really cant be because he isn't wrong. Actually, no. I can be mad if I want to be mad. Why should I let him change how I act. I have an excuse to be angry with him.

"Well I guess spending my entire childhood with you didn't really give me a good influence, did it?" I say. Chris takes his attention off of Dan and looks towards me, "Are you really still not over that? That was a long time ago Peej. Friends drift apart all the time. Let it go."

I scoff, "Chris, we didn't drift apart. We were torn apart by him." I point to Dan. Chris glares at me, "Are you actually being serious right now?" He says. "How about you stop acting like a spoiled brat, grow up, and help me get my friend out of here. I didn't even want to come here in the first place, so let's just get this over with."

"What did I ever do to you?" I say. I'm done. Im done with the curiosity, suppressing my feelings, putting all of these thoughts into the back of my head because I know that no one cares. Im done with all the wondering, wondering why I wasn't good enough. Wondering why Dan was better than me. I'm done.

"You didn't do anything PJ." He says. "Like I said, friends drift apart. They find other people, people whom they just simply feel better being with. And Dan was that person for me."

"Because you love him, right?" I say. "You gave up our friendship for love. For something that Dan doesn't feel towards you."

"You don't know that-" "I do know that. And it's obvious he is in love with Phil. Can't you see you're just wasting your time?" I say.

Chris looks angrier than ever. Maybe I shouldn't of crossed this line. "Yeah, and what's it to you? Why do you even care who I fall in love with? Why should it be any of your fucking business!" He yells, his voice progressively getting louder.

"It matters because it's not me! It's Dan. It's always been Dan." I yell. I could see the confusion spread across Chris' face.

I feel my throat start to dry up and I feel the tears well up in my eyes but I refuse to let them fall. I continue to talk. "It matters because I lay awake at night thinking about what it would be like if it was me who was on your mind and not him." I take a step closer to Chris.

"It matters because when I think of you my heart swells and then right after it breaks because I realize that whatever I feel towards you doesn't matter, all you want is him." I take a few more steps towards Chris. He stands there, not moving, taking all of this information in.

"It matters because the mere thought of confessing all of this scared me half to death, and it is scaring me right now, but this needs to be said."

I take two more steps towards him, so now we're only inches away from eachother. He still doesn't move.

In the quietest voice I hear Chris. "No, Peej. Don't." I ignore him and continue on talking. I decide to move a little bit closer to him, so by this point we are only centimeters apart. Taking his hand into mine I finally say it. I say the words that I have been dying to say since year 6. "Chris, it matters because I love you."

I look into his eyes as he looks into mine, and I was so lost in them that I didn't even realize that we were slowly starting to lean in. Slowly shutting my eyes, I am the one that closes that gap.

In that moment I felt like I couldn't be any more happier as we kiss. This is what I wanted, this is what I needed. This is what feels right. But of course, not all happiness lasts forever.

I feel as though something has decided to take all of my happiness and destroy it completely as Chris pulls away, pushing me softly. He takes a few steps back from me.

"I think I should go." Chris says, not making eye contact. "I'll come get Dan in the morning. I- uh, bye." He starts to walk back to the window, car keys that he found in Dans pocket in his hand. "No, wait." I say, going toward Chris. I extend my hand and grab his arm, trying to stop him.

He pulls his arm from away from me, looking back for a split second. "No Peej, I ca- I can't do this. I'm sorry." Chris says as he climbs out the window, leaving me standing in my bedroom, heartbroken.

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Dan's POV

I open my eyes. Where am I? This isn't my room. There's only one reasonable explanation for this. I've been kidnapped.

I frantically sit up in the bed I was lying in, looking around the room. All of a sudden I hear someone talking, "Rise and shine sleeping beauty." Looking to my right I see someone sitting in a chair. It's PJ.

"PJ what the hell? Why am I here?" I ask. PJ sighs, getting up from the chair he was sitting in, "We got in a fight and you passed out." He says. All of my memories from the previous night come back. The yelling, the fighting, all of it. "You knocked me unconcious?!" I yell.

PJ shrugs, "Yeah, my desk did anyways. And right now it's noon so no rush, but you need to leave soon." I stand up and rub the back of my head. "Ow, fuck." It hurts a lot. PJ rolls his eyes, "Don't be such a baby, you'll be fine.. hopefully." He adds in a quieter voice. "Anyways someone's here to see you." PJ says as he leaves the room.

When he exits, Phil enters. A smile comes back onto my face, "Hey Phil."I say. He smiles back at me, "Hey Dan." He walks over and takes a seat next to me on the bed. "PJ told me that you guys were hanging out and then you fell and hit your head pretty hard, are you okay?" He asks me, a worried look on his face.

Of course PJ lied. I nod, "Yeah I'm fine. Hurts like a bitch, but I'm okay." I say. I lay my head on Phil's shoulder. "That's good, I'm glad that you're okay." He says. "Are you feeling good enough that you'd be okay to go watch a Buffy marathon later?" He asks.

I laugh and look at him, "I'd love to." I say, looking into his eyes. Things turn from fun and light hearted into a more serious mood as we start to lean in.

This was different than the first kiss. The first time we kissed it was small and sweet. This one started out like that, but quickly turned into something more. As we are deep into the kiss, Phil starts to softly push me back, laying me down on the bed.

As he hovers over me we continue to kiss. A million things are going through my mind. I know me and Phil have been more than friends but we havent exactly said that we were dating so Im kind of confused on what we are right now.

Phil is a really good kisser and this is amazing but I decide to pull away, "PJ's going to kill us if he sees us right now, maybe we should stop." I say to Phil in a quiet voice.

Phil nods, a big smile on his face, "Okay." He says in a quiet voice like mine. He leans back down and kisses me one last time before laying down next to me, wrapping his arm around me.

All of that distracted me from everything that's bad right now. My mum, the massive headache, PJ, everything. And it gives me such happiness knowing that Phil is the one that could do that. The one that could make feel so alive and happy.

Honestly, I think Phil is one of the best things that I have right now.

I trust Phil. He makes me happy. He doesn't get tired of me and he makes me feel important. I don't know if I am in love with him, I'm still pretty young, but everything about this just feels right.
I think it's time.

"I need to tell you something."

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Sorry for the long wait on this chapter and it wasn't even that great. But I at least hope you enjoyed this 'season finale', and I've gotten comments before of people thinking that the season finale means the ending, but it doesn't. There will be more. I promise

I have a few things to go over really quick:

• Just like last season finale I took a week off to plan everything that I want to happen next so I will be doing that again.

• School has just started for me again, and instead of failing a bunch of my classes, I have decided to actually participate so this might take up a lot of my time. Therefore I will be posting every other day instead of everyday, starting Monday.

• And lastly, this is really off topic of everything but PLEASE HELP ME I AM OBSESSED WITH JONNOR AND I NEED SOME JONNOR FANFICTIONS TO READ OF SO IF YALL HAVE ANY RECOMMENDATIONS OF REALLY GOOD FANFICS, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME!!!!

Okay that's all, thank you for reading! Bye x