Follow Me Forever (a Danny Edge and Paul Zimmer Fan Fiction)

Part 7

We all walked out of the game store holding the tacky, neon green, plastic bags. "This way" Paul told me, grabbing my wrist and pulling me in the direction of a door on the opposite side of the store. I've worked at this mall since I was 13 and I never knew about that door. Danny was in back of me making sure I followed the right way. He opened the door and we all went in. It was pitch dark and I felt like I was going to trip with every step I took. If I wasn't worrying about that, I was worrying that a gigantic spider would drop down on my head and eat me. "Everyone okay?" one of them called out. "I think I'm okay but if I die, I'm coming back and haunting you two." I heard Danny choke on his laugh in back of me. I just kept walking, keeping my hands on Paul's shoulders to guide me through the darkness. When he stopped, I heard him open a door. Then, light shined through again. We exited the hallway, and to my surprise, we were in the mall Applebee's waiting area. I felt shivers run through my back.

I put a hand through my hair, realizing it was completely knotted in the back. Danny and Paul turned around and looked at me. For the first time I really got to examine Danny. His eyes were big, they were blue and had black specks around the outside. He was tall and had broad, muscular shoulders. He was wearing an All Time Low shirt with a grey hoody halfway zipped. He wore converse sneakers with what looked like pizzas on them. I squinted trying to figure out what it was, then noticing I was staring again. "They're pizzas" I looked up at Danny. "What?" I asked, even though I knew what he was referring to. "My converse, they're custom made with pizzas on them." "Oh." I said nervously, wondering if he thought I was a complete stalker. "I saw you staring so I thought I'd tell you before your brain exploded." Paul coughed. It was one of those "I'm coughing but I'm really laughing because I don't want to offend you" coughs. "I do not know to what you are referring to." I said sarcastically. "You can look but you can't touch." He snapped his fingers in a z shape. "The sass is real" I replied, laughing so hard my sides started to hurt.