Still surprised by what had happened yesterday, he went to work and waited for the arrival of his favourite dark-haired boy.
He didn't come so late tonight, nor so early, he came at four in the afternoon and bought cigarettes.
The blonde was surprised, however, that today he didn't have a smile on his face like he always did and looked worried. He also noticed the dried blood on his knuckles, but he didn't dare to ask what had happened to him. Maybe he'd picked it up from football. Though with great reluctance, he handed him the cigarettes he had bought.
"It'll kill you someday."
He said to the green eyed man as he was about to leave. Daniel turned to him with an unreadable expression on his face. He was hiding his emotions.
"I know."
He replied, showing a small smile, but it disappeared after a moment and was replaced by a serious look.
"Why are you doing this?"
The blond boy blurted out, waiting for Daniel's answer.
"Why do you care so much?"
There was a hint of annoyance in his voice, and Callum preferred not to answer, bowing his head and letting the dark-haired Daniel walk away.
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Teen Fiction[ COMPLETE ] "It'll kill you someday." "I know." "Then why are you doing it?" "Why do you care so much?"
