danny phantom exe

~On my way.~

As you pace around in your living room, an idea comes to your mind.*I could try texting Danny? No. That would definitely be asking way too much of this man. He already took you home.* you ignore your own thoughts and walk over to your phone.

                                  Hey Danny, i was wondering if you could come pick me up? My boyfriend is in a bit of a mood.

On my way.

you start to panic after seeing his response. You quietly tiptoe to the bathroom and shut the door as gently as possible, so that your "loving" boyfriend doesn't hear you. You look at yourself in the mirror and put on a bit of mascara. You feel your phone vibrate.

is it all right if I ring the doorbell when I get there?

                            No, please don't. I don't want my boyfriend to know that I'm leaving.

All right. May I ask what happened?

                               I'll explain it to you when you get here. For right now, focus on the road please.

right, see you in a bit.

                                                                                                               Cya.

When you're done with your makeup, you quietly open the door. As you tiptoe down the hall you hear footsteps behind you.

"And just where do you think you're going?"

"I'm not going anywhere, what are you talking about?"

You look everywhere but him.

"Then why did you put on makeup? You didn't have on makeup when I came home. Why are you sneaking around?"

You try to think of an excuse.

"I don't know, I thought you were asleep. I'm not sneaking around, I'm just trying to be quiet."

Just as you think he's about to say something that you won't like, he says this.

"okay, whatever. You're right, I should go to bed. Good night."

P h e w.

"Night!"

just then, you hear a car pull up in the driveway as your phone vibrates.

I'm here.

                                Okay, I'll be out as soon as possible. He just went to bed, I don't know if he can hear me or not.

You tiptoe over to his room and put your ear against the door. When you don't hear anything you decide that you can go. You tiptoe back down the hallway and to the front door. You carefully unlock the door and slip outside, closing the door behind you. You ran over to Danny's Car and got in.

"Please drive. I don't know if he heard me."

And with that, he stepped on the gas and pulled out of the driveway. You see the curtains in the living room fly open and your boyfriend with an angry face shaking his head slowly. Just before he gets out of your line of sight, he puts on a devilish smile.

"Fuck."

You Mumble under your breath.

" Y / n, what's wrong?"

You look over to him to see his concerned face.

"Just as we were pulling out of the driveway, he looked out the window and saw me in your car. He just started shaking his head and then he smiled in like, a really creepy way."

His eyes shift from you to the road, but quickly back to you.

"You didn't bring a bag, did you?"

You facepalm yourself as you remember walking out of the house without a bag.

"Oh my God. No, I'm so sorry. I was just in such a hurry to get out of the house that I didn't think about it. I'm really really sorry."

he lightly Chuckles.

"calm down darling, it's all right , you don't have to worry about it. I'll just get you some clothes when we get to the house, is that all right with you?"

you blush when you hear what he called you.

"Darling? Are you all right?"

"Uh yeah, I'm fine. And if you want to give me some clothes when we get to your house, that's fine by me. Thank you."

You turn your head and look out the window so he can't see your face flushed with red.

"You're welcome. Are you hungry?"

just then you remember the pasta that you left on the stove.

"Oh shit. I was making food and I left the stove on. Oh well, he can deal with the food on the stove. I'm pretty sure he knows I was making food."

"Darling, you didn't answer my question. Are you hungry? Do you want food? I can take you to a restaurant if you want."

you look down at your stomach remembering how long it's been since you've eaten.

"Uh no, I'm all right."

" I don't like when people lie to me. What's your favorite restaurant?"

"really, it's fine. You don't have to get me anything."

You look into his deep brown eyes.

"I'm getting you food whether you like it or not. Now you can either tell me what your favorite restaurant is, or I'll take you to my favorite restaurant. Which by the way, you may not like. A lot of people must acquire a taste for my type of food."

"Well, what's your favorite restaurant?"

"It's nothing big or fancy. It's a little hole in the wall that sells a bunch of spicy Korean food. If you want I can take you there, or you can tell me where you want to eat."

"That sounds nice. I love spicy food."

"spicy food it is."