Kickthestickz: Too Late. Part One.“You ready?”
I turn my head to see the person who had spoke, although his voice is the most recognizable to me. It always has been. I feel a smile tugging on my lips as I scan his body. He looks amazing, as usual. The tailored suit, styled hair and smart shoes all perfect on him and I can’t help but stare.
If only he wasn’t just my best man.
“Yeah, just really nervous,” I lie, messing with my tie. I’ll never be ready.
“You’ll be fine,” Chris smiles reassuringly, pulling me into a hug. My heart picks up pace as I seem to lose myself in his embrace, but it doesn’t last long. It never does. A quick hug and a smile and that’s it.
If we ever see each other.
We hardly see each other anymore. With the wedding being planned and him having his own life, it’s hard to ever find the time. We’re lucky to get a phone call once a month anymore.
I just wish it was like it used to be.
“Come on,” Chr
Kickthestickz: MessagesThe flat feels lonely today. It has felt lonely for a while, but something about today is worse. Slumping on to the bed, I grab for my phone. 9:01. I suppose I could go and see Chris, I haven't seen him in three days. I'll bring him something this time, a present. I allow myself time to get ready, deciding that I will try to get there for 10:00. My legs drag themselves to the bathroom, and I turn on the shower. The flat is cold and so is the water. Running my hand underneath the liquid, I flinch. It's too cold, I won't take a shower. Chris won't mind. He told me he doesn't care what I look like, that's how I know. I've worn the same clothes for three days, I don't bother much about changing after I visit Chris. Nobody else comes to see me. I don't see much of my old housemates anymore and Dan and Phil live so far away. Sometimes they'll pop down to check up on me, to catch up. Then we'll go and see Chris together. I love those days a lot, but not as much as when I visit him by mKickthestickz: Messages2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kickthestickz: Sleep Well?I can feel his lips against mine forcefully, his body is strong and pressed up against mine but I can't see who it is. My eyes are locked shut and I can't seem to open them, as much as I try I can't. I feel his hands gripping my waist, holding me carefully against the wall. His tongue explores my mouth and I don't attempt to fight back, I simply let him carry on with what he wants to do. Surprisingly, I find myself enjoying this though I need to know who he is. The mystery man I'm kissing. I need to know who you are. As if my wish has been granted, he pulls away slowly, moving his hands up slightly and snaking them around to connect his hands behind my back. My eyes open slowly to be met by a familiar figure. He smiles at me lovingly, but I just stare into his eyes. A mixture of green and brown that I'd only seen in one person before. Just above those beautiful orbs is a brown fringe that falls so perfectly, a unique hairstyle that's so natural. I know who he is, but I don't pull awKickthestickz: Sleep Well?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 1.'You still coming to record that video today?' It was from PJ. Chris sighed as he read the text. He must have re-read it at least ten times before he actually replied. 'Ye. See you soon Peej.' Peej, that name meant so much to Chris, more than any other name had meant before. The first time he met him, he felt this way and he still did, and that was two years ago. Just everything about PJ was perfect to Chris, his curly hair and cheerful smile. Every single time he got a text from PJ, his heart beat a little faster, and his stomach began to twist in knots. He'd never told PJ before, he couldn't, what if PJ didn't feel the same way, what would that do to their friendship? Chris kept thinking of PJ, of all these things. "Why do I do this to myself?" Chris whispered out loud. He sat for a while longer, thinking of all the times he spent with PJ, when he could have told him. Thinking back to when they made the 'Chris tastes PJ's meat' video sends one single tear down each of his cheeks. TheKickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 1.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 14."PJ! Wake up!" Chris moaned. He'd been sat on the bed for quite a while now, waking up around seven thirty with no chance of getting back to sleep. He decided he'd let PJ sleep for a while, so after making himself a drink he slipped back in PJ's arms for a couple of hours, eyes wide open. PJ groaned as he heard his name called, slowly opening his eyes.Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 14.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What do you want Chris?" he asked a little too harshly. He kept his eyes shut tightly, not wanting to wake up at all. Chris clutched on to PJ firmly, the room was cold and the breeze had managed to reach his bare body underneath the cover.
"Make me a bacon sandwich," Chris suggested although it was partly a demand.
"It's your house," PJ laughed, "Make it yourself." Chris pouted while resting his head on PJ's chest.
"Please," he begged. "Your's are the best."
"In a bit," PJ sighed. He'd make one for Chris this time but he wasn't giving in so easily next time. Chris smiled at his lover and how easiy it was to make him do what he wanted, s
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"Poor Chris," Phil sighed as he slouched into the couch next to Dan.
"I know, but you've got to feel for PJ as well, you can't force him to love Chris."
"He just sat there you know. After you and PJ left, he just sat there and cried. I had no idea what to say, I've never felt like that."
"I know, it was so easy for us, we both felt the same way." The words broke Phil out of his sadness a bit as he smiled slightly at Dan. Reaching forward, he pressed his pink lips up against Dans. "I guess telling them now wouldn't be such a good idea."
Phil nodded in agreement, his black hair falling over his eyes as he did so. Dan slowly lifted his hand up and pushed it out the way, once again revealing ocean blue.
"I love you," Phil whispered.
"I love you too."
'one inbox' Sighing, I opened it up. "'ThePiecesOfReese' replied to your comment on 'Nature #2'." The link in the message sent me to a video that showed one of the happiest days of my life. Me being Enrique, PJ be
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"Please Chris!" Phil begged down the phone.
"I really don't want to."
"I swear PJ isn't coming, just come to the zoo to take your mind of things."
"W-why would it matter if P-PJ was coming or not," Chris stuttered, not wanting him to know what had happened.
"It wouldn't, I guess," Phil lied, remembering Chris didn't know that they knew. "Please though, me and Dan have come all this way to see you, we'll be going back to Manchester in a few days."
"Ok!" He gave in, knowing that Phil wasn't going to give up. He thanked him, told him what time, and put the phone down. The black hair boy turned to Dan and PJ and smirked a bit.
"I really don't know about this," PJ gulped. His green eyes stared down at his fingers as he uncomfortably fidgeted.
"PJ, everything is going to be fine, you and Chris just need to sort this out."
"It's not as simple as that," PJ said a little more loudly than he intended. Phil tried telling him that everything would be ok, and not to worry
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PJ watched as his best friend walked away from his house. Heart broken, in tears. 'What have I done?" he thought, realising that he may have just lost, one of the people who made him so happy, but he couldn't pretend to like Chris, that would hurt him even more. He enjoyed Chris' company so much and he liked him, a lot, but not in the same way Chris liked him. Slumping himself on the sofa, he grabbed his Fuzzwald teddy and allowed tears to fall down his face. He picked up his phone of the side, and text Chris the only thing he could think of. 'I'm sorry x'. Hearing Chris' message tone in the other room, made PJ jump. Chris had left his phone. Finally, an excuse to go and see him. "No," PJ said, "I can't go round, he won't want me there, not after what I've done." PJ waited for a few seconds before Chris' phone went off twice more. "Then again, he does need his phone."
"I knew it!" Chris shouted, throwing himself on his double bed. "I shouldn't have said an
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Chris had noticed how much PJ had been staring at him all day. He felt awkward staying in the first place, and PJ wasn't helping. Even after confronting him -twice- he didn't stop. He could feel him, those green eyes locked on him. Every so often, he'd turn back and catch his gaze, but the curly haired youtuber didn't move or try to act as if he wasn't staring. He tried as best as he could to carry on with the game, forget the painful stare that was fixed on him. PJ's character kept on falling off the sides on Rainbow Road, but he didn't seem to care. Even the times when PJ wasn't looking, Chris still felt he had some lock on him. The older of the two slowly paused the game and sighed quietly.
"PJ. Is there something up?" Chris asked, turning his head to look at a slightly guilty PJ.
"No," He answered. He tried his best to sound cheerful and smile but when Chris smiled back, he could feel his heart hurt. The next time he turned around though, there was somethi
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Another vlog, this one having another dirty title, Chris deciding to call it Chris Tastes PJ's Meat as he had made them both bacon sandwich's along with pouring themselves Cherry Coca Cola.
They sat at the table and as the video neared its end, Chris leaned forward ever so slightly, his lips pursing for a moment as PJ caught the actions from the side of his vision, realizing what Chris was telling him to do as he turned to face him fully, leaning forward hesitantly.
PJ always felt slightly nervous when he and Chris pretended to kiss for the camera, his stomach fluttering lightly as his heart rate speed up, thumping hard against his ribcage.
He wondered what would happen if their lips actually touched as they drew hesitantly closer to the other, seemingly stopping for a moment before PJ felt Chris' lips touch his lightly. He raised his eyebrows in surprise as the other's lips did not move away from his but rested against his, hovering, waiting.
Inhaling shakily, he pressed his li
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As soon as I woke up, I knew I wasn't in my own bed. The 'bed' was rough and there was nothing supporting my head. I slowly opened my eyes, one of them shooting with pain. My vision was blurred and my head was sore, but soon later I could see again. Looking around, I saw a familiar room that startled me. No, this couldn't be. This wasn't my front room, or Dan or Phils. It was PJ's. I couldn't be here, but more importantly, why was I here? There was no way PJ would have brought me here, he hated me. I shot up and pushed my hand through my hair which was greasy from sweat. "D-did I break in?" I stuttered to myself out loud. "Oh god, no." I sighed. How could I do this? Even drunk? He hated me already, now I'd broke in to his house. Well done Chris. I quickly jumped off the couch, knocking off my duvet as I did so. How did I even manage to get this? I suppose I've been here so many times, I know where everything is. My whole body ached as I made my way through PJ's
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"What is wrong with him? I just wanted to give him his phone!" I shouted, pacing through my living room.
"Hmm." Jamie 'replied', getting pretty frustrated with me.
"I mean it's not like I was going to shout at him."
"Why don't you just go and see him?" Jamie shouted, annoyance ringing in his voice.
"I don't want to see him," I cried, shocked.
"You quite obviously do. You haven't shut up about him since you got home." He was right. I suppose I'm just angry, he'd come up with this and then he didn't want to see me.
"Just go and see him."
"No. You don't even know what happened Jamie."
"Because you won't tell me."
"I don't need to," I screamed, the words scraping at my throat as they made there way up, making it ache. Jamie sighed before focusing back on his DS. An awkward silence rang around the room, apart from the small Mario noises coming from Jamie's DS.
"I still think you should go and see him." he whispered under his breath.
"I can still hear you."
"You were mea
Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 11.PJ's eyes opened slowly as his body woke up. The first thing he felt was Chris' strong arms around him. PJ gently squeezed his body, a smile spreading across his face.Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 11.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Chris? You awake?" Chris nodded, but still kept his eyes closed.
"Dan," Phil whispered in Dans ear, making sure PJ and Chris didn't hear, "we should probably go."
"Shh, wait for them to notice us. It'll be funny," Dan laughed quietly.
"This is weird Dan." He placed one finger on Phil's lips, telling him to be quiet. Phil sighed, and placed his head back next to the curve in his shoulder. Although, he looked at Dan rather than what was happening in front of him.
"What time is it?" Chris asked sleepily, slouching further in to the bed.
"I don't know. I'm too lazy to look," PJ laughed. He felt his eyes pulling themselves down and gave in, shutting them tight. The room was warm and being packed in tight together covered by PJ's heavy duvet wasn't helping.
"PJ?" Chris asked softly.
"When do you think we shou
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"Phil!" Dan whined. "I'm hungry." He slumped down on the couch, with a small pout on his face.
"Really? I'm not," Phil smirked, taking a seat next to him. Dan shot Phil a glare, crossing his arms. "You've still got a packet of maltesers in the cupboard." Dan jumped from his seat straight away to retrieve the small packet. He placed himself back in Phil's arms and opened them up.
"Want one?" he asked, his mouth already full of about four. Phil shook his head.
"Good, because you're not getting one," Dan laughed, shoving them into his mouth one by one, savouring the flavour.
"Sometimes I think you love those maltesers more than me," Phil joked.
"Maybe I do," Dan smirked raising his eyebrow.
"Really?" Dan rolled his eyes and move closer to his boyfriend.
"Of course I don't," he laughed cupping Phil's head in his hands. He pulled the pale face towards him and connected their lips. "I can't do that to a malteser." Phil smiled before snuggling into Dans body, resting his head on D
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Chris stopped, he had to be sure this was what PJ wanted. He had to get PJ to finish what they both wanted. Slowly, the taller of the two leaned in. He felt his heart beat twice as fast as normal and a nervous sweat on his forehead. It was what he wanted, and he knew it but there was something still worrying him. PJ managed to destroy every last one of these thoughts from his mind with one simple reason, he loved Chris. He smiled one more time before inching closer. Sparks flew between the two boys as their pink lips connected. Eyes closed, fingers intertwined, the moment was perfect. Too perfect. They moved their lips in sync as Chris took his free hand and rested it against the side of PJ's head. Their tongues fought for dominance, battling back and forth. PJ gave in, letting Chris take over, but that didn't stop PJ from pushing Chris down on the bed. They could feel each other smiling and they loved it. Lost in the moment, they didn't hear the door opening and closing and
Could It Be Worse - Kickthestickz"You know what? Fine! I'll go! AND MAYBE THIS TIME I WON'T COME BACK!" I roared, slamming the door shut. Fucking family. We'd had yet another argument that had resulted in them kicking me out. Fan-fucking-tastic. I shivered against the near arctic winds of the North and instantly regretted not getting a coat or jacket before I left. It's not like I can go back now, though. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and quickly texted Dan:Could It Be Worse - Kickthestickz2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'Hey, can I stay round yours for a while?'
He must've had his phone on him or something because before I could return my phone to my pocket, he'd replied saying:
'Sure, family problems again?'
'You know it.' I typed, physically rolling my eyes. I slid my phone into my pocket and was about to start walking when I had one of those feelings where you think you're being watched. I scanned the area and my line of vision rested on a human shaped pile of clothing, with a pair of stunning, pale green eyes poking out under a mess of muddy b
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I'm not sure what I'm doing here. I don't even know what posessed me to drag myself out of bed and drive here. Why am I standing outside my best friend's door at four AM? Maybe I should just go home... It can probably wait until tomorrow, and I'll just annoy him if I wake him up now...
PJ started to turn away from the familiar door that stood before him, attempting to push away the image of his best friend, and long-term-crush, from his mind. He knew that Chris wouldn't appreciate him appearing on his doorstep so early in the morning, but he had absolutely no idea why he chose this time in the first place... It just felt like the right time. Either way he decided he could wait until tomorrow to hold the conversation that he'd been playing out in his mind for the past few days.
The moment his attention was on the floor infront of him, his bod
Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 12.PJ nervously stepped in to view of the mirror, checking every part of himself to make sure he looked his best. He brushed the top of his hair again, but couldn't seem to get it just how he wanted. He groaned, getting frustrated with it before finally just letting it fall the way it wanted.Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 12.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Brilliant," he muttered to himself. His gaze lowered down his body, checking his clothing. Green eyes judge his clothing making sure it was the right thing to wear. Today had to go well. Today was his first date with Chris.
He quickly checked his phone. "Chris will be here in ten minutes," he complained out loud. He took out his body sprayed and covered himself in it again. A small knock on the front door startled him, making him run to where the sound originated. He threw it open quickly and noticed who it was. He smiled as he took in the boys frame, clothes, face and hair.
"Wow," PJ breathed simply. Chris smiled, taking small steps in to the house. He snaked his arms around PJ, taking in the scent
Kickthestickz: Missing.Chris sat cross legged on his bed with his head in his hands. Dry sobs escaped his mouth, but no tears left his eyes. He looked around his room, all he wanted to do was to scream; to cry.Kickthestickz: Missing.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Where is he?!" He shouted to the walls, all his emotions pouring out through his voice. It was trembling but loud and angry. That question had rung round his head for months, 'Where is he?' It was the only thing on his mind, ever. He picked up his phone again, searching through 'P' until he found 'Peej'. He rung it again and it kept ringing; and ringing. He felt like it was never going to stop. When it finally went to voicemail, Chris knew he hadn't ignored it. It went on for too long. Hearing the annoying woman's voice on the other end of the phone telling him that PJ's voicemail was full, caused anger to run through Chris' body.
"You told me that yesterday! And the day before that!" Chris screamed at the phone, throwing it beside him and watching as it bounced to the end of hi
Beautiful Green Eyes - Kickthestickz"Peej, seriously, what's wrong? This isn't funny any more." Chris trailed PJ around the flat, a worried look in his face.Beautiful Green Eyes - Kickthestickz2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Nothing, I'm fine." PJ snapped.
"Come on, we both know that isn't true." Chris replied, sighing.
"Please, I'm okay, seriously." PJ span around to face Chris.
"You're not and I know you're not." Chris folded his arms across his chest.
"How?" PJ stared at him like he was stupid.
"It's easy to tell. Your voice changes, it goes all monotone, and your eyes aren't sparkling." Chris stated, matter-of-factly.
"You... You think my eyes... Sparkle? PJ looked at Chris biting his lip and trying to stop the smile that was itching to crawl across his face.
"I-- Uh, well... I- .. Umm.." Chris stuttered, turning bright red. He didn't even realize it had come out like that. "Well... Yeah." He admitted quietly.
"You think me eyes sparkle." PJ grinned. Chris sighed.
"Yes. I think your beautiful green eyes sparkle like diamonds or the sea in the evening sunlight. I think your hair is
StunnedChris walked from his room to the kitchen, his socked feet barely making a sound as they thumped against the stairs. PJ was staying over for a few days, but he figured the other was asleep by now, seeing as it was nearly 3 in the morning.Stunned2 years ago in Humor More Like This
To his surprise, the Italian was very much awake in the living room, staring intently at his laptop, looking zoned out.
PJ physically jumped at Chris's gentle voice, gripping the sides of his laptop tightly, "Don't do that! For God's sake, you almost gave a twenty-one year old a heart attack!"
Giggling quietly, Chris sat down beside the other, peeking at his friend's laptop secretly before gasping. "Are you reading a kickthestickz?!"
The younger youtuber's face immediately turned a painfully bright red as he snapped the computer shut, hissing, "Shut up! No one ships it harder than you, so just SHUT UP."
Stunned to silence, Chris simply sat on the couch and stared at the Italian, desperate to meet those pale green eyes. Sure, he s
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The sound of music drifted from the living room as Chris made two cups of tea, enjoying the pluck of guitar strings as the unnamed melody hit his ears and soothed his being. He added the sugar and picked up the cups, making his way into his living room as his gaze drifted to the sofa where a certain curly haired Italian sat, a guitar in his lap as he bent over the instrument and plucked the cords experimentally, looking up with a smile as his slender fingers wrapped around the warm cup, thanking his friend as he brought it to his lips and sipped.
Chris nodded, taking a seat beside the musician as he took a sip of his own tea, the warm liquid spreading its heat throughout him as he watched PJ, who had placed his mug on the coffee table in front of him, returning his fingers to the strings as he bent his head, tuning the guitar and plucking, testing the sounds.
"What are you playing PJ?" Chris asked, more of the sugary tea flowing down his throat as he drank, eyes watching his friend as
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"Are you ok?" I said, sitting uncomfortably on the ground next to Chris. Nodding quietly, he twiddled with his thumbs. He didn't look up or make any kind of noise. Just sat in silence, in his own world.
"Are you sure?" I asked once more, just checking.
"Yeeees," he moaned, bringing his knees up to his chest. I wasn't convinced. It was just the alcohol but I had to go along with it, Chris was so strange when drunk.
"So.." I started awkwardly. "What were you actually doing out here?" I had to say anything, just to get a conversation going, because I knew as soon as he sobered up and alcohol gave him his body and mind back, he'd never want to talk to me again. This could be my last conversation with him. He looked over to me, a small smile on his lips.
"Making friends!" He giggled, his shoulders bouncing slightly as he did so.
"Making friends? With that guy?"
"What!? Theo!? No. No, no, no, no, no. He is a bad boy. I never make friends with the bad boy!" Chris' face w
For Evami - KickthestickzPeej lay on the sofa smiling to himself. He had one arm wrapped around the older boy who was resting his head on gently on his chest, the other behind his head. It was one of their lazy days, these were PJ's favourites. He and Chris just lay around watching TV, eating and snuggling on the sofa. Sometimes PJ wished he could just lay there for ever, with Chris, it was almost like paradise. He wanted to stay there, forget about everything, everyone, just him and Chris, forever.For Evami - Kickthestickz2 years ago in Romance More Like This
His thoughts were broken by the boy on his chest mumbling incoherently and shuffled closer to PJ, draping one of his legs over his body. PJ chuckled and tightened his grip around Chris who was slowly awakening from his slumber.
"Peej?" His voice was croaky and dry.
"Hello, beautiful." PJ kissed Chris' forehead and he smiled. Chris loved being woken up like this, PJ never failed to put him in a good mood.
"How long have I been asleep for?" He asked, propping himself up on his hand.
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"PJ, what the fuck?"
His usually brown curls were now a faded pink, his face painted white with dark patches around his eyes and a rouge smile painted on and around his lips. He reminded Chris of the Joker, just a bit more, how could he say it? Gay.
"I'm not PJ, kid," he said in what Chris would describe as an American gangster style voice, "I'm Wiggles the clown."
Chris cocked his eyebrow at the other, who chewed upon a cocktail stick, his hands in his jacket pockets. He watched Chris with amusement in his eyes, a smile masked by the fake red one.
"Ok Wiggles, I'll leave you to it," Chris said, about to walk past him out of the room when his hand shot out and slammed against the wall, his arm blocking his path.
"What's the rush sugar, you don't like clowns or sumthin'?" he asked, his teeth bared in a grin.
"Not really, no," Chris replied with a smile.
PJ's other hand rested upon the wall on the other side of Chris, blocking him in with his arms. He leaned close to the other brunette,