Hurt [BoyxBoy]

Chapter 37

Guys,

Been at the Heffron Drive Concert.

Perf.

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Chapter 37

(Daniel)

"Daniel, shhh...."

I opened my eyes and looked into my mum's eyes.

"Mum?"

"I'm here..."

"Mum!"

"Daniel, what is?"

"How long?"

"What?"

"Are we sitting here?"

"Half an hour."

"How is he?"

"He's doing fine. Already asked for you."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Oh god... I need to see him."

My mum sighed and held me down.

"Mum?"

"Daniel, you need to calm down a bit."

"Let me go..."

"Honey..."

"Please mum."

"Okay. I'll pick you in an hour to get you home for a bit, but then I'll drive you back if you want to."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Thank you mom!"

I kissed her cheek and got up, rushing into the room.

James was staring at the ceilings as if he did not recognise me.

"Baby?" I whispered.

He turned his head towards me.

"Danny" he whined.

I sat down on the edge of his head.

"What's wrong, James?"

"Danny... I'm afraid..."

"I'm too."

"I don't want you to get bullied in any way."

"James, do you think I can live without you?"

"You're life would be brighter then."

"Brighter? Are you... James, stop saying this, please."

"But it's true."

"What are you gonna say?"

"I don't know, Danny..."

"James, I.."

That was the moment when I realised that we had no body contact. I wanted to take his hand, but he quickly yanked it away.

"Danny..."

"No, James. Listen to me. Whenever it gets hard you want to break this up. But maybe I have enough strength to fight. For you. James, please don't end it at this point. You know my life won't get any better without you. And I won't leave you. Don't give up on me, don't give up on us."

He stared at me, tears culling down his cheek.

"Danny..."

"James, I'm tired of you giving up."

"That's the only thing I can do..."

"You know that's not true."

"Danny, I don't want you to get in any trouble. Maybe you should really just leave..."

"So that they'll try to kill you again? No way."

"Danny..."

"Do you really want me to leave?"

"Yes."

His words cut like knives. And they were harmful.

I stood up and sank down on the wall opposites him.

"I'm not leaving, James..."

"I wish you would."

Why does my boyfriend, I repeat: my boyfriend, says that? Why?

I looked at him. He looked unhappy. Because I was here. As if he wanted to say I am annoying.

"James?" I whispered.

I wanted him to look at me.

"W-what?" he said with a watery voice.

"James, why?"

"Why?"

"Why do you say that? Do you really think you're bad for me?"

"Don't start this all over again."

"But I don't get it, James. Why do you think that?"

"Because it's true as I said."

"James, you're the best damn thing."

"I'm not..."

That was it. I couldn't just sit there and look at him. I stood up, walked over to him, sat down and pressed my lips on his. I had to pull him really close cause he did not give in as I was used to.

I had one hand behind his back, with my other one I squeezed his cheek and pushed my tongue hardly into his mouth. I could feel his tears rushing down between our cheeks. For sure he did not want me to kiss him, staying all passive with his tongue.

I kissed him more roughly, waiting for him to explore my mouth, but he didn't. I broke away.

"James..."

He looked down, the tears were still falling down.

"James..."

I lifted up his chin.

"James... Do you love me?"

"Yes" he whispered.

And that was enough for me.

"Danny?"

"Yes?"

"I'm a faggot. An ugly, stupid, depressed faggot."

"James, you're not. You're a beautiful boy."

"I'm not beautiful, Danny."

"You are."

He looked at me and shook his head. I wish he would see how beautiful he was. Not only for me. With his green eyes and the messy brown hair he looked so cute and sexy and oh my god.

"James, come here..."

I pulled him into my arms.

"Danny, I'm nothing of those you had before."

"Because they were girls."

"I'm just not sure how you can like me. I'm a boy, I'm ugly, I'm fat, I'm dipolar."

"James... You're not fat! Where are you fat? You have a six-pack there. And your face is the most adorable thing ever."

He looked at me. And then we finally kissed. Damn, that felt so good after all this shit.