I felt bad, to say the least. I’d always thought by keeping things at nothing more than a bitchy comment every now and then, nothing serious would really come of it. Maybe I thought that cause I’ve always had thick skin. Nothing anyone ever says really offends me. I think the idea that I could’ve made Danny feel that way made me feel worse. I didn’t want to hurt him.
"What's wrong?" he asked when I’d been staring at my shoes for the past ten minutes.
"I'm an asshole"
"No you're not!"
"C'mon tell me, why?"
"I thought... I thought by not letting things get physical, it wouldn't affect anyone"
"It does. People have feelings too"
"Which just proves I'm an asshole"
He sighed and the two of us were silent. No doubt for two very different reasons. I let out a sigh after a while.
"I should probably go" I said, still looking at my feet.
"Can't imagine you'd want to be round someone like me"
"Don't be stupid"
"You are! Sure, it's gonna hurt like hell when I go back to school but..."
I groaned. "See? I can't do anything without being a fucking asshole"
"You know, I'd protect you from anything.
"Doesn't stop me being an asshole" I mumbled.
"Well, stop being mean to people and face up to what you are and I'll protect you.”
"What do you mean 'face up to what I am'?"
"You're bi, or maybe even gay, you think people'll be forgiving to you just because you used to be a bully?"
"Thought people were scared of me?" I muttered.
"They won't be when they find out you're like the rest of us. You haven't hurt anyone yet, they'll realise that when you come out,"
"Who says I'm coming out?"
"You're going to hide?"
"Might as well" Okay, so I’m probably in denial right now.
He paused, moving away from me. "You're going to just..." he choked on his words, "I don't believe it,"
I looked down at my feet again.
"Alex always said I was too easy to fall in love, he was fucking right."
I looked up at him again. Don’t say that...
"I suppose I should start getting ready for the fag jokes from the hypocrite," he shouted, holding up his hands as if in a show. "Screw you."
“Danny..." I said, kind of upset.
I took his hand in mine but he just looked at me sort of angrily.
"I'm sorry" I mumbled.
"Yeah? I am too, for ever bringing you into this mess."
I bit my lip as he looked down. You might’ve gotten me into this, Danny, but that didn’t mean I wanted to get myself out. I stroked is cheek, hugging him tight as he let out a whimper. He rested his head on my shoulder, burying himself in my neck as he cried.
"I'm so sorry," he whined, as if me being gay was his fault. If I’m even gay...
"You've got nothing to be sorry for"
"I brought you into all this," he sniffled.
"Did you?" I asked, stroking his cheek again.
"I wouldn't give up on you," he used one hand to wipe away his tears, "Now you're gonna have to hide this from everyone."
"Not everyone" I smiled.
"Who can you tell?"
"My old friends. They've always stuck by me, even if I am a dick"
"Humph, well I can't wait to go back to school, you get security and safety and I'm stuck."
I smiled again. "I'll look out for you"
"Yeah, by way of insult, thank you." He said sarcastically and I looked him in the eye. Straight into those gorgeous chocolate orbs.
"I mean it, Danny. I swear to God, if anyone tries to hurt you..."
"What about if you hurt me?" He whimpered, his eyes red and puffy.
I kept looking him in the eye. "Whatever I say in there, I don't mean it"
"It still hurts, in here," he murmured, putting his hand over his heart.
I put my hand over his and he looked at the floor. I tilted his head up gently and looked him in the eye again. He tried to fight against me.
"I'm not as strong as I look, y'know."
I chuckled, kissing him softly. I smiled as he relaxed against me and I felt the hand he had placed over his heart grip mine.
“I'm sorry..." he said.
He said nothing, just kissing me back passionately. I pulled back a little in shock and he looked away. Wow, smart move, Kyle.
"God, I'm sorry."
"I'm just so used to... I forget you're new to this..."
I pressed a finger to his lips. "It's okay"
"Sorry," he whispered behind my finger.
"Don't be, moron" I chuckled.
He frowned at that and I smiled, trying not to laugh. He pushed me away.
"I'm not a moron!" He pouted.
"You're my lovely cuddly moron"
He sighed. He looked kind of cute when he sighed. Is that a weird thing to say? I pecked him on the lips, not really caring if anyone saw. Not that they should anyway since they were all in school. Suckers.
"There you are!" A voice called, which made Danny freeze against me.