Phan/Kickthestickz - The Camping Trip PART 1Dans POVPhan/Kickthestickz - The Camping Trip PART 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
I couldn't sleep. My mind was in a loop of memories from the previous weeks. Cuddling and kissing on the sofa while watching Buffy, sharing a milkshake in Shake away and most of all, the moment that Phil confessed his love towards me.
I got out of my bed and sat on the edge, running my hand through my thick, brown hair.
I can't get him out of my mind. There's nothing else I can think of apart from him.
Grunting, I reached over to my bedside table and checked the time on my phone, 3:54am. I made a loud groan, and fall back on my bed with a thump.
How am I supposed to wake up tommorow?
Just as I started to try and get to sleep again, I heard faint whimpers coming from the rest of the flat. I opened my eyes in realisation that it may be Phil.
I sprinted quickly, yet quietly towards Phils room. The noise started to get even loader while I grasped my hand around the door handle.
I pushed the wooden door open with a gentle creak. The room was comp
KickTheStickz - Secrets [Part Four]Author; BreffskiKickTheStickz - Secrets [Part Four]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing; KickTheStickz (KickThePJ/Crabstickz)
Warning; Self-harm, strong language?
Author's note; Okay, so seriously... Dunno whether to make this a KickTheFire x.x It's more of a KickTheFireStickz at the minute
Explain yourself. Right now.
Chris stared at the text for a good two minutes before throwing his phone against the wall, anger surging through his veins like venom. Who was Dan to question him? Why did he even care what happened between him and PJ? It's not like they were a couple. Were they..?
"Fuck!" Okay, so maybe Chris raised his voice more than necessary, but who cares? He lives alone. He doesn't have to be someone who he's not when he's alone.
Of course I don't have anger problems. Haha, who would think that?
Alright, so maybe Chris did have a slight problem... He looked around his bedroom; completely trashed within the 10 minutes he'd been home. His curtain rail was draped across his bed, matress hal