The Words I Never Said [editing]

1.3 [part two]

dani: Years.

A single tear rolls down her eye.

I wrap my arms around her and pull her close. Her head rests on my chest, and her arms wrap around my waist. Her hair tickles my chin as she snuggles closer into me.

"I'm so sorry, Dani," I whisper, "I'll never betray you like that. I swear."

She lifts her head back up, tears escaping from her eyes. I take my thumbs, wiping the tears away from both of her eyes. Looking directly into my dull eyes with her beautiful grey ones, I just can't comprehend how people can be so cruel to someone as nice as Danielle. She would never do anything mean to any of those assholes.

Danielle maneuvers out of my hug and grabs her phone again.

dani: You swear?

me: I swear.

me: Fuck.

me: Dick.

me: Shit.

dani: You don't have to be such a smart ass. : )

I wrap my arms around her again, hugging her one more time. As I release her, she falls backwards onto her bed. I do the same, both of us lying beside each other, almost face to face.

"I really like your room, Dani. Only, I feel as though you need something on your ceiling," I laugh, "it's too fucking plain."

I hear my phone vibrate.

dani: I agree, but what are you going to do about it?

me: I have a few ideas, and it'll be a surprise.

me: But first, when is your birthday.

me: It could be one of your many gifts from me.

dani: December 2

me: That's only 25 days away! Why didn't you tell me!

dani: Oh.. someone's good at math.

dani: But seriously, idk. I guess it just never came up.

me: Ha ha very funny, but seriously I need to start planning.

dani: That's if queen bee-otch and her minions haven't made you go to the dark side by then.

She and I both laugh aloud.

dani: You hungry?

My stomach growls, and Danielle sits up, getting up off the bed. She walks over to me and extends her hand. I grab it; she helps me up. As Danielle leads me down the stairs, she continues to hold my hand. The warmth radiating from her hand envelopes mine, sending tingles down my spine.

Danielle lets go of my hand and types away on her phone again.

dani: Pizza?

"Pizza would be great," I say, "Text me what you want and I'll order."

dani: A pepperoni and green pepper pizza please.

I dial a local pizza place's number that was already saved in my phone. I order our half pepperoni and green pepper, and half "meat madness" pizza, while Danielle grabs two cans of cola.

dani: I'm going to go get some money. Don't make too much of a mess.

She runs up the stairs, but comes back down in only a matter of a minutes. To my surprise, she has the $20 bill that I gave to her at lunch today.

"So this was why you took my money? You were going to use it for pizza," I laugh, "classy."

Danielle laughs as well. She tosses me one of the colas, grabs my hand again, and leads me back up the stairs to her room.

dani: I'm going to change in the bathroom. brb

She grabs a pair of sweats and a baggy Pink Floyd t-shirt. She exits the room, and I try to get comfortable. I lay back down on her bed, propping my hands behind my head. Closing my eyes, I begin to get relaxed.

I hear the door creak open, and Danielle walks back in with her (now) messily curled hair in a high pony tail, all of her makeup off, and in the outfit she pick out a few minutes ago. She looks absolutely stunning.

My phone vibrates.

dani: The pizza should be here any minute. We'll have to be quiet, so we can hear the doorbell.

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