The presidential surprise

Why are we here?

The whole car ride was silent, and at one point I remember asking if he wanted McDonald's, but he didn't reply. Assuming McDonald's was fine, I pulled in and parked the car. We proceeded to walk in and I ordered his favorite. "Big Mac okay with you?" he let out a soft sigh, "yeah.." I felt better knowing he was talking again, but it still wasn't enough to satisfy me. "Go find somewhere to sit and ill bring the food." I said, ordering a side of fries for him as well, "okay.." he found a small table by a window and sat down, and I have to admit, he's pretty handsome for a man like him, but who am I to think such things like that? while being stuck in my own thoughts I heard the worker say "is that all for you sir?" I said "yes," and proceeded to wait.

(Donald's POV)

I decided the seat by the window was the most peaceful, but all I could think about was that man's words haunting me and my every move. It felt like he was controlling me, and all my thoughts, on top of all of that, Melania was pi$$ed at me, and has been sending me messages since I left. I wish I could explain to George what was wrong but he wouldn't understand it like I do.
Right as I was about to get up to use the bathroom I heard Bill's voice, and I instantly froze. George had turned around to me as I was about to cry, but before he could say anything I took off running to the bathroom. I couldn't breath and everything was blurry, then out of nowhere I remember everything that happened, and I feel myself start to cry, It felt horrible, and for once I wish George was there to comfort me, but he felt so far away, and I was to scared to go get him. Oh, what was I gonna do? I couldn't move, I couldn't even screech, I was truly terrified of this man. I thought because it had been some years that it would be fine, but it wasn't fine, nothing was fine! everything at this very moment was not fine.

(George POV)

I had gotten our food and was going to set it on our table, but when I turned around trump was on the verge of tears, before I could say anything he took off to the bathroom and locked the door. I instantly felt bad, because I know what was wrong, when I set everything down at our table I saw Bill and Ronald sitting three tables back, right as I was gonna go get Donald to avoid causing a ruckus Bill's eyes meet mine, he winks at me, and I feel my face start to heat. It was at this moment I knew coming here was a mistake, but to avoid the whole situation I ran to the bathroom to get Donald. "Donald, buddy, let a man in will ya?" I heard him sigh with displeasure but before I even realized it the door was unlocked, I went inside but only to find him in the corner crying. "Buddy, its ok, I'm here now!" I smiled softly, I saw him turn a light shade of red, which I thought was cute, but he deeply hated it. "c'mon, and I'll lead you back, we can even eat in the car if you want." he immediately grabbed me and hugged me close, I stood up, still holding him, and stood there until he finally let go, "L-lets go, okay?..." he didn't seem like he wanted to let go, so out of instinct I grabbed him, held his face to mine, and said, " If I kiss you, will that make it better?" he turned red as fire but continued to stare at me, he closed his eyes and that was my indicator that he was fine with it, so I kissed him, and it felt great, it gave me the chance to get my feelings for him out, and it was calming. It felt like 20 minutes just standing there, my lips on his, I enjoyed every second of it, this was exactly what I wanted.

{Narrator's POV) At one point, George's phone went off, and it was Barack, he was annoyed that George still wasn't there, but George was to caught up in the moment to realize, and this lasted about 8 minutes, until they finally realized that they needed to go, and they did. They went to their table and enjoyed their food, Donald, being back in the spirit of things was joking about politics and how they're "Not so necessary," it was cute, but George suggested that they leave when they finish, so when they finished they left, whole car ride to Barack's was full of laughter and happiness, and not once did Donald question where they were going, it was obvious Donald trusted George, and George trusted Donald.