*Five*

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The next day Theresa got Scarlett. Anxiety set in.

Jorel promised to stay with me to help me with Scarlett. Now, Scarlett is home with her mother and my best friend was still here with me.

"Danny, we need to talk about what happened. Now." Jorel said in a stern tone. I gulped softly and sat down on the couch. I was scared, I wasn't going to lie. Jorel never used that tone unless he was serious.

"O-Okay." I muttered. Jorel sat down beside me, chewing on his lip as he thought for a few moments.

"About the other night, we can either forget about it, or we can act on it." Jorel said. I give him a slightly confused look, tilting my head slightly. Jorel always teased me when I did that, calling me a confused little dog, and honestly I liked it.

"What do you mean?" He took a deep breath, looking at me in the eye. His eyes. Fuck, they were so fucking beautiful.

"I mean...we could act on what happened and get together. Danny, I've liked you for a long ass time. I don't care if your transgender or not. You're all I've ever wanted Danny. I'm so sorry I was being an ass before, Danny Boy." I didn't know what to say. What was I suppose to say? So, I didn't say, I acted. I pulled Jorel close to me and kissed him gently. He wrapped his arms around me. He made me feel protected and safe. Like no one could ever hurt me ever again.

We pulled away and he looked at me, a small smile on his face. "So, I guess we're gonna act on it?"

"We're gonna act on it."

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Well that was short.
Anyway.
I don't know how/when I'm gonna end this shitty story, so I'll just keep rambling on until I get something good going.

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