Danny's P.O.V
I've never been an emotional type of guy. None of have. We're those guys that act as if nothing ever phases us. Like we're made of stone or something. But for some reason lately, I cry at the drop of a hat. I could feel the tears sting the comers of my eyes and I offered Cameron a small smile as I buried my head in my hands, sobbing.
It didn't take long till I felt someone's arms wrapped around me and smelt the familiar scent of Cameron's cologne. "I'm right here, Danny. It's okay. Please don't cry." He said soothingly.
"I miss him so much, Cameron. So fucking much." I cried. And boy did I cry. I can't remember the last time I'd cried so hard in my life.
Cameron said nothing, but instead wrapped his arms around me. It wasn't long until I could feel Cameron's body shaking. He was crying.
This was something we needed. We needed bad. I could vaguely hear the doctor on the phone, but put it out of my mind.
I didn't hold anything back. There was no need too. I'd been mourning Ben's death for awhile now, but hadn't allowed myself the time to grieve properly.
It felt as though we'd been in that position for hours when I heard someone knocking on the door. I didn't bother looking up, instead just clung to Cameron as if my life depended on it.
Seconds later, I could feel two more sets of arms wrapped around me. I jumped a bit and looked up to see James and Sam.
I swallowed hard and took in a deep breath. Cameron was the first to break the silence "what are you guys doing here?" He asked.
James shook his head and a small smile slowly spread across his lips. "We're a family. Dysfunctional as hell, but a family none the less. We've all been through a loss. We all lost Ben. We don't want to loose you too, Danny. We want to work on this. We love you."
I couldn't believe this was happening. How could they forgive me for everything I've done? How could they ever look at me the same again? Look at what I did to James.
"I love you guys too" I started, looking at the eyes of my best friends, my brothers and offered a small smile. I couldn't believe after everything that had happened they were here.
For the first time since we lost Ben, I finally felt as though things would be okay.
Ben was the love of my life. My soulmate. My other half. My better half. He saw me at my best and still loved me at my worst. I was extremely grateful I was able to spend even a portion of my life with him.
When Ben died, I was afraid I would be alone for the rest of my life. I spend the rest of my life, however long that would be longing for the since of family. But now I realized, I still had that. This was my family.
Dr. Owens, who had remained silent this entire time cleared his throat and sat his glasses on the desk in front of him. "I'm very proud of you all" he began, as he walked around to the front of the desk, taking a seat on the edge of the desk. "I know this situation hasn't been easy on any of you. But in the end, you've all managed to come together and are still a close family. That's going to be very crucial in Danny's treatment." He said matter of factly.
I guess I knew deep down this wasn't the end. I knew it was only the beginning, but I also felt as though I would be able to face all my problems now. Big or small.
One by one, the guys released their grips on me. Cameron pulled back a bit and looked me in the eyes. He swallowed hard before he leaned in slowly and pressed his lips against mine.
Although completely taken off guard I smiled into the kiss and wrapped my arms around Cameron's waist, pulling him a bit closer. I could vaguely hear James and Sam in the background saying "it's about damn time."
The kiss ended far sooner than I'd liked, but once we parted, I looked up at him and saw a smile slowly grace his features. "I love you, Danny." He said softly.
My heart seemed to stop beating. Truthfully, when we lost Ben. I thought my chance at love was over. I never thought I'd find someone to love again. Who knew when I did, it would have been there the whole time.
"I love you too, Cameron"
