Danny and I had finished our meal.
He insisted on paying the bill, but once we walked out he seem angry, nothing new.
He hasn't said one word to me since we left, that was like 10 minutes ago.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
"Why don't you go ask zach"
"Who?" I asked
"The waiter! He was flirting with you and you were flirting back and didn't even care I was there!"
"What the hell? I there's a difference with being nice and friendly and flirting! Which you wouldn't! I don't understand you! One second you're the best thing ever and the next your mean and angry! I- just don't talk to me and don't come in my apartment please I just don't know what to think of you. you always yell at me for stupid things"
I turned the corner taking a short cut home. I didn't give Danny a chance to talk back to me.
