when you say nothing at all... (boyxboy)

Chapter 10: shitty friends and pink umbrellas

Hey,

So I know it took us a very long time to update. We had exams and after that we needed a little break to get some rest. But now we are back. To make up for it we made this chapter quite long. On the side is a picture of a boat which they are going to get on in this chapter. May you wonder what It looks like. 

This chapter is dedicated to calmblush again because she is awesome and so is her story. She even whished me happy birthday which is really sweet. So read her story you won't regret it.

Rolfie and the lady drummer...

Daniel POV

‘I made a fool out of myself! For you. For you, Daniel! And what do I get in return? What do I get? I get betrayed! By you! Who was supposed to be my friend! My buddy!’

We were in the bus and Josh had been going on like this for fifteen minutes. By now I was laughing so hard I was nearly choking.

‘And you lied to me! How could you? You told me you didn’t speak French. Or you...you shook your head. Which is just as bad as saying it!’

If I wasn’t laughing so hard, I would be very embarrassed, because the whole bus was staring at us. But o well, I was getting used to it.

‘You think this is funny? You think you’re funny, don’t you, Daniel?! Yeah, of course this is funny. What’s more funny than making a fool out of your only friend?’

I fell silent and so did the rest of the bus. Suddenly, everybody’s eyes were on me, and I tried my best to look anything but hurt. But I was.

It took Josh a couple of seconds to realise what exactly he’d said. But as soon as he did, he started rambling, Josh-style.

‘O my God, I didn’t mean that! That’s not true, of course you have friends! Lots of them, well, maybe not lots of them, but you have them! Like the one with...with the brown hair! What’s his name again? Eli...Adam...Ebbie...no that’s a girl’s name. O well whatever, he’s a good friend! I mean, he looks like a good friend. He looks like a great friend! I wish he was my friend. I would be lucky to have such a good friend. You are lucky to have such a good friend! You’re not lucky to have me as a friend. I’m a shit friend. I’m about the worst friend you can have. I mean I try, but I’m just not made for being a friend. I mean, I tell my own friends they don’t have friends. I suck as a friend. I’m really sorry. I hope you don’t stop being my friend though. You are a really good friend and I need that.’

Josh was panicking by now and I decided it was time to stop him, because he was being too hard on himself. Also, everybody was still staring at us. So I put my hand on his shoulder, which made him stop talking and look at me. Josh was staring at me with big deer eyes and to be honest I felt kind of honoured that he apparently cared so much about me being his friend. So I tried to give him my best ‘It’s okay’ look, which apparently I’m not very good at, because he looked away at his shoes like a kid who just got scolded. So I grabbed his other shoulder as well and made him turn to me. Time to get back at him for all those stupid ‘Look at me, Daniel’ moments.

I put my finger under his chin and lifted his head. As soon as he looked at me, I smiled at him.

‘You’re not a shit friend, silly’ I said softly.

I think the other people in the bus were wondering what was going on, who I was and since when we were friends. But I didn’t really care as much as I would have done before. The big smile slowly growing on Josh’ face  made it even better.

I was sure Josh’ face would explode if he smiled any harder. God, it was so easy to make that kid happy. I was happy that he was happy. That was, until he started expressing his happiness by attacking me and pulling me in something which was probably supposed to be a hug. However, it felt much more like being strangled.