TwentyFive

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Dan and I are sat on my bed, watching a movie. I still can't focus much for what happened. Is it my fault. Could I stop them. What if it's because of me... my thoughts where cut off my dan jumping from a scary part, in the movie.

I grab his hand and put a little smile on. "Right here" I whisper to him. He then turns to me and smiles. "Thanks" he says to me.

I still can't think straight. What could I do to not make mum leave.. it's probably already late. I go to kiss dans cheek to forget everything that's been going on, when my phone went off.

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Message from: Dean😁

Hey. I know you prob
busy, I was wondering
If you wanted to hang
out later on today

No, not that busy..
meet ya at our spot?

Yeah.. be there in
three mins?

Okie dokie

...

I look over at dan to see he was truly scared of the movie. I pick up the remote and just turn the tv off. He looks down at me, a weird face on. "I want you to meet someone" I blurt. Oops.

"Better then watching a scary movie" he jokes. I giggle. "Sounds good" I reply to him. "We are leaving right now" I added, getting up off my bed.

"Uhh, Okay" he says.

We go down to my front door and put our shoes on. I look in the living room to see my dad. He still looks so heartbroken. I fell horrible.

"It wasn't your fault" I hear dan whisper in my ear. It feels as if he can hear my thoughts.

I chuckle before standing up straight. I clear my throat. "Dad" I say. He turns his head and puts on a fake smile. "Dan and I are going out" I tell him. He gives me an "okay".

~Dans POV~
I fell horrible for what happened. But it wasn't my fault, or Phil's fault. And it's not his parents fault. It's no ones fault. I just have to be here for him. Phil and I leave his house and we started walking for the forest, kinda.

Where is he taking me?.. to kill me?
"Are you taking me out here to kill me?" I ask, joking. I try to joke around for his sake. Don't want him thinking there's something wrong with me.

"Yeah" he jokes back.

We head over to a rock with someone sitting there. We walk closer and I grab Phil's hand, him locking our fingers together and I tighten my grip on his hand, feeling just a tad nervous.

"Hi!" I hear Phil exclaim. Who is he?.. and why is Phil all of a sudden so happy?.. The person turned around and I saw a boy, our age. Who the hell is he?.. and why is Phil so happy??? I start to feel jealous.

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