Stolen

Danny

After Anthony showed me around I got settled in. I took out my phone and went to my pictures. I scrolled through them until my ginger stopped on a certain picture. It was a picture if Danny and I when we were close. We were on a date. He had on a flannel shirt and I had on a purple shirt on. My head was on his shoulder. I miss him so much. I went to the next picture and it was the same day as the other. This time we were facing each other, our foreheads touching. We could've kissed if we wanted to. Danny picked me up at my house that day. He just showed up without warning. Danny did that all the time. He took me out for a picnic in the park. We had such a great time. I was lost in thought about that day.
"You two were close, huh?" I heard Anthony say from behind me.
I jumped and quickly put my phone down. I turned around and Anthony was smiling at the fact that I got scared so easily.
He sat down next to me without saying anything.
"Yeah, we were pretty close." I said softly.
"You two were a couple right? He always talked like you were."
I shook my head, "No," Anthony turned to look at me as I continued. "Danny and I were always friends, so we wanted to go on a few dates to see how it would go." I paused and closed my eyes. "Danny, he, uh, died before we made us official... We talked about us being official, we just never got around to it." I said opening my eyes and looking down at the floor.
I felt Anthony put his hand on me and rub my back softly. I put my head on his shoulder.
"You know, Danny didn't regret getting in that car with you." Anthony said looking off into the distance.
I looked at him, "Why do you say that?"
He smiled slightly, still looking in the distance, "The night you two got into that huge fight when he said he regretted being in your life and trying to be more then friends." When Anthony said that my eyes stung with tears, and my heart hurt. We had that fight after our 4th date. All hell went wrong. Everything you could think of went wrong on that date. I could feel the pain as if it were yesterday. Anthony out his arm around me and tightened his grip. "I was talking to him, and he said that he didn't regret dating you. He regretted what he said to you. He even told me that he could never regret spending a day with you. He would've died for you. I know my Danny boy, and he doesn't regret getting in that car with you."
I knew he was right. We stayed like that for a while.
"I miss him..." I whispered, my voice cracking as I fought back tears.
"I know you do... I know... We all do." Anthony said in a soft, gentile soothing voice.
I tried to fight it, but the teats just spilled out.
Anthony held me in his arms as I cried into his chest.
I soon fell asleep, with his arms wrapped tightly around me.