Unarranged

Chapter 3

Daniel and Dianna hadn't been able to come over again but that didn't stop me from talking to him.

I would call Daniel every morning and we would get ready together.

We talked about our favorites for about an hour till one of us had to go.

I would hug him through the phone and he would do the same.

We named our cats Pumpkin and Moon because they were both around Halloween.

I found myself tracing Moon when I thought of him. Moon was a light gray now and my fear of him fading was coming true.

Daniels had become almost a white and he laughed when I told him about my fear of the cat fading.

We texted throughout the day about our activities and made plans to hang out again.

The next time we hung out, it was just the two of us because Dianna had plans with one of her friends.

He was wearing one of his new green suits that he had showed me over call. He ran up the stairs and almost tripped again. I reached my arms out to catch him but he was steady.

We went to my room and stood by the fireplace. I grabbed the collar of his suit to feel it. "It's nicer in person." I told him. He cocked his head to the side as he smiled.

His eyes seemed brighter today as I looked into them.

He looked away and then ran to the door to get something out of the purple crochet bag. He came back to me with vinyl.

"I brought these to introduce you to more people than Harry Styles." he said as he handed it to me and smiled upside down.

I accepted them while I huffed out a laugh. I took his hand and led him to the ballroom.

I turned on the lights and put the records by the player. He took off his suit and then collared shirt to reveal a plain white t-shirt. I was wearing a green t-shirt.

I shuffled through the vinyl with him watching over my shoulder.

I could feel his warm air on the back of my neck.

I noticed the 'French Exit' record by TV girl. I turned around and he was right there. There wasn't enough room to lay the record out flat because he was so close.

"I love TV girl." I told him. He smiled. I hoped. He took the record from and placed it on the player as 'Anjela' played.

I grabbed his hands and spun in a circle while singing the words with him. We danced to all the songs with the lights on and then 'Lovers Rock' started playing. 

We sang and danced to the whole other side of the vinyl until it was over and we were out of breath. He put it back in the red packaging.

We went back to my room and sat on the couch while talking about what we were doing that weekend.

It was the beginning of fall. He wanted to do something like this again, but hopefully out in public.

I agreed.

We turned on the TV to watch Hercules this time.

I grabbed the green blanket, but no popcorn this time. About halfway through the movie, he laid his head on my shoulder and fell asleep.

Even after the movie was over, I didn't move because I didn't want to disturb him. He slept on my shoulder for a good hour.

I took a picture and added it to the locked photos, just to remember this. I wanted to put my arm around him and hold him closer, but that would be weird.

I bet he didn't feel the same way and thought that I was disgusting.

I wanted to keep having good times with him without it being awkward. It's not good to keep feelings pressed down but no one I told would think the same about me.

I started drifting off to sleep but then he woke up. His head lifted off my shoulder and it made me feel sad. I wanted him to stay there.

He blinked a few times at me and then got up. "What time is it?" He asked. I grabbed his phone to look. "2:00. Why?"

"Shit. I have to get home." He hurried to put his collared shirt and suit back on.
"I'm so sorry Cor," he told me. "I have an important meeting I have to get to."

"It's okay, I understand." I replied as I combed my hair with my fingers. He ran up to me and gave me a long hug. It had to have lasted about a minute. I never wanted him to let go. Then he did.

He looked into my eyes. Then did his upside down smile. I poked his dimple and he giggled about it. He grabbed my hand but then let go as he walked away.

He was already out the door when I realized he had left his bag and vinyl. I texted him about it but he probably wouldn't get it till later.

I looked through the vinyl again to see the 'Death of a Party Girl' album and then some Mitski. I smiled as I realized we had similar music taste. I got around for bed but then put on the only pair of orange pajamas I had because they reminded me of him.

It was a complete mix of feelings. I knew I wanted to be with him but I also knew that I couldn't.

I couldn't because he was probably straight and because he probably thought that I was gross for being gay.

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Sweetie,Corey,I don't think you have to worry. Daniel is fruity af 😭

I ❤️❤️❤️ TV Girl and their music fits so well with Daniel and Corey's relationship

If you like it then keep reading 🥳

See y'all next chapter 😍