Dead Man Walking (Glanny Fic)

Chapter 21

As I swim in and out of consciousness, all I can dream about is violence and anger. Such strong emotions crash around my mind, digging into my chest. Reminding me that this is what I've become. I try and pull myself out of the nightmares, but I can't do it. Something is holding me in here, demanding that I learn my lesson.

I hear broken conversations, see flashes of lights, and all the while the overbearing feeling of anger looms over me. I've never had this before. This isn't normal.

But neither am I.

When I finally emerge, I realise that I'm lay in bed. I make some effort to move, but all my energy has been sapped away.

I glance to the side and see that Glen is in the chair next to me. He smiles weakly at me.

“Hi,” he whispers. After everything that's happened...

He bends down and I hear water. When he reaches back up, he places a wet cloth on my forehead. Oh, it feels so good against my burning skin...

“You ran a fever after your outburst,” he explains. “Madison told us that it's normal. You've changed your routine and your body just went into shock.” He hesitates for a second, his eyes flicking away from mine. “I didn't help matters of course.”

“I'm sorry,” I manage to rasp out. My throat is raw and the words feel like they're slicing it open. But I don't care. I need to apologise.

“It's not your fault.” His eyes are back on me. “I ran away. I shouldn't have done that. It's not what you needed to see.”

“But I...”

“You did nothing wrong.”

How can he say something like that? What I did was completely wrong. How can threatening to kill someone be classed as right?

I force my hands to my side and attempt to push myself up. Every muscle in my body is screaming, my heart pounding with the strain. But I fight it all.

“Danny, no...” he pleads, but I ignore him. I sit up and look him in the eye. Now that I'm up here, I feel so much better. All my fears are gone, my strength seeming to suddenly flood back. I want to tell him...tell him...

No. I don't want to tell him anything.

I grab his shirt and drag him towards me, pushing my lips up against his. His hands grip the bed to stop himself from falling, but soon make their way to my face as he kisses me back.

He kisses me back.

My hands tangle in his hair as I deepen the kiss. It's damp, so he must have recently showered. Oh God, I love his hair like this. I love the smell of the shower gel against his skin. I love the feel of his fingers on my neck.

Oh God, I love him.

As he breaks away for air, I can feel him trembling. His breath is short and quick on my lips, his forehead warm against mine.

“Danny...” he murmurs.

“I love you,” I say, running my thumb over his lower lip. “I love everything about you. Your eyes, your nose, your lips...” I move my hand to cup his face, my other hand resting on his shoulder. “You're my everything.”

I see his eyes fill up. “Dan...” he whimpers.

“I know you think that this is just the thing in my head making me say this. But it's not. I've loved you for so long, Glen. There's not a day that goes past where I don't think of you. Everything I do is for you. And when I lose it, it's because of all the things I feel about you. I know it is. But this isn't him. This is me, Glen. This is Danny O'Donoghue telling Glen Power that he loves him with every single fibre of his being.”

He takes a shaky breath, letting his tears spill onto my fingers. He tilts his head and places a feather-light kiss on my palm, nuzzling gently with his nose. When he looks at me again, his eyes are glistening.

“You don't know how long I've wanted to hear you say that,” he sobs softly. “Oh God, Danny...”

“Say it back,” I plead, clawing at his face desperately. “Please, Glen. Tell me you love me back.”

He kisses me urgently, his body right up against mine. His touch is so gentle in comparison to his kiss, and I fucking love the contrast.

He pulls back just a fraction, just enough to look me in the eye. Those blue eyes will be the death of me. But he says nothing.

“Please?” I barely even hear myself.

“Oh Dan,” he mumbles eventually. “I love you too.”

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A/N - Well this morning was a little bit eventful, huh? 3 and a half hours Wattpad was down for! Been twitching to upload! Ha! But now its up, and here it is. What d'you think of the squishy chapter? I know you guys needed this, so I have obliged. Please let me know what you think is going to happen in the next chapter. I'm curious to see if you guys can read my mind! Thank you all for reading and commenting. I'm continuously overwhelmed. Vote, comment, do your thing. Much love x