am I insane? Danny Worsnop & Ben Bruce fanfiction (gay ship)

am I insane? Danny Worsnop & Ben Bruce fanfiction, chapter 1

I've always seen Danny as a very funny guy, someone who can laugh about everything but I also knew he had he's own issues. I never felt the way I felt about him before, that tour changed everything. The way I saw Danny, The way I saw myself, The way I saw our friendship and the way I saw my life, I guess.

Have I ever planned falling inlove with anyone? No. have I ever thought I would fall inlove with a guy? defenitly not. Have I ever, ever, even imagined it would be Danny Worsnop? my bestfriend of all times? No.

how has it come to this? I wish I had the answer. It happened that morning when I went into the bathroom and heard Danny taking a very sexual shower with this cheap girl we met the night before at the club, after the show. It's not the first time I've heard him having sex, I just wanted to brush my teeth and get the hell out of there to get some coffee, but something made me stay for a bit longer. Then, Danny came out of the shower and asked me to pass him his towel, and so I did. Of course, it wasn't the first time I saw his little friend, well, it's not that little, but you know what I mean.

After I gave him his towel I got out of there with my heart broken. I didn't realize it was broken until we kissed a few weeks later. It wasn't planned, we we're so high and drunk and James decided to give us a challenge- "Kiss." he said loudly, drinking his last drop of beer. I kissed him quickly, but then James gave us a dirty look and said- "no. kiss. like you kiss your girlfriend, lover, wife... kiss him like you're kissing a woman."

I felt like my heart was about to blow up, I felt like I was dying inside. Why? because I knew I wanted to kiss him.

My nose touched his, I could smell his Whisky breath and taste it on my tongue when I kissed him, finally. My heart went crazy, I could "taste" Danny until I die. I wanted him so much for weeks, and I swear, I never thought I was gay, and maybe I am not, cause I'm still crazy for boobs, but Danny is not the average guy. He's not the average person. I wanted him. If I were gay, I would probably look at other guys all the time and maybe even make out with them, but I always wanted girls. even now, after I realized I have such a huge crush on Danny, after I realized I was so fucking inlove with him, I still know I'm straight. Maybe I'm feeling this way only because I'm so close with him and we are best friends. Maybe if I try really really hard it will go away. I can't let this happen. I, Ben Bruce, am not gay.

Now, when we're about to go on tour again, I'm scared. Scared of myself, scared of doing something stupid. To be honest- I'm terrified.

I woke up and took a quick look at the clock. Shit, I have only two hours until Danny and Cameron will come to pick me up to the airport. America- I missed you.

I wore black jeans and a dark-blue tank top I wore the day before. It wasn't dirty and all of my clothes are in my suitcases, I don't want to open them again or else I'm going to have to sit on them again. I reached my hand to my black beanie, I left it on the chair last night after I went out shopping and totally forgot it was there. I put in on and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. My phone was ringing, but I decided to ignore and make a big, hot, cup of coffee. As I was blending the hot water with the cold milk, something made me open the door and look outside. It was a beautiful day here in cold England that I love so much. Good day to go on a nice trip or eve go to the beach somewhere, but I can't. I have to go on that plane again, I have to carry all my stuff and fly for more than half a day to America. Hot-dogs, soccer and all that kind of stuff the americans gives stupid names to. Why can't they just call things like everybody else?

After the coffee, I felt a bit hungry so I quickly made myself some eggs with bacon and sat in the kitchen, on my favourite chair. I have a few different ones, but the black one is my fav.

The wind blew my hair through the open door, I took a quick look at the clock again, It's almost 11:45, which means Cam and Danny will be here any minute. I washed the plate and the fork, after that I washed my coffee cup and made sure I left the kitchen clean like the rest of the house. "Hey, buddy." Danny came in and hugged me quickly, "let me take your suitcases." his smile was so white this morning. Maybe it's because we're not on tour yet. We took my suitcases out to Cam's mini-van, dropping them in the back. I sat in the middle of the back seat to I can chat with both of them easily on our way to the airport. "James and Sam will meet us there. I have to buy a few stuff before we go on Duty-Free." Camron said, looking at the road really carefully before we reached the high-way. My face was buried in the screen of my iPhone. I reminded that I have to buy a new charger and a new phone case because I always ruin or lose them on tour and I need backup.

Cam parked at the perfect spot in the perfect way. Once again, I noticed how skinny this guy is, jesus. He eats like a fucking beast and he's still so skinny, god damnit.

We took our suitcases and locked the car, trying to avoid fans and people who know us. I was in a bad mood since I woke up, I don't feel like talking to anyone today. I don't feel like smiling. I don't feel like breathing, that's it.

I saw Sam from really far away, James joined him on the metal bench and we started walking on their way. "I'm going to buy a few things. who's joining me?" Cam looked at all of us, smiling like the high faggot he is. "I'll go with you." I had a weird smug on my face, Cam took out his wallet and so did I. We walked into the Duty-Free shop, looking for iPhone chargers, cases and of course- lots and lots of snacks and candies for the flight.

We came out of there with 3 bags of snakcs and sweets for the boys. Danny pulled me quickly so I had to sit on him and act normally, but I actually wished we were both nude in the hotel room. I mean, what? never mind. It's just stupid feelings, Ben. Stop it. Danny's your bestfriend and you shall stop this right fucking now or I'll beat you up. I am going to beat myself up later, once I get to be alone somewhere. "I can't wait to get some vaginas around at the hotel. we should bring the girls to the hot tub." Danny smiled and pulled off my beanie. "Danny, please, I'm not in mood today." he wore it. "Danny.. ugh, never mind." my agressive voice didn't change anything, I knew it was useless to try and ask for my beanie back. It's Danny, he's 5 years old inside.

I was still sitting on his lap, trying to control myself, trying hard not to touch him the way I wanted to accidently.

We all sat together inside the plane, our seats were perfect, and of course- Danny fell asleep on my shoulder. I ate some Skittles and woke Danny up. The boys we're napping too and I was the only one awake actually. "sorry, Danny, get back to sleep." "feed me." he yawned and I put a few Skittles in his mouth, "you're so fucking spoiled Danny. grow up." I giggled, "I love you, Ben." he smiled and took off his hoodie. I smiled to myself, "love you too, buddy." I lied. I'm inlove with him. fuck my goddamn life.

This flight was a lot better than the flight back home from the last tour, but I was still feeling bad. Awful. Everytime I looked at Danny I just wanted to kiss him and let him put his arms around me for hours. I can't wait for our movie-nights, they're my favourite thing in the world. Everybody else go to a club or something and I stay with Danny at the hotel, we choose a shitty romantic movie and eat snacks until we die. The last time we've done it was the best time, the best night of my whole entire life. We watched Titanic together, 3 hours of cheesy syupid love and a cold great beer on the bed.

The flight was over. I woke up to Sam's face in front of me. "I was thinking of slapping you, but you're awake." he laughed and I just smiled for a second. He pulled me out of the seat and we took our suitcases. Mine felt even heavier than it was earlier. When we finally made it to the hotel, I just fell over my bed and took out my laptop. "I am so fucking tired." James sat on his bed and took off his shirt, "let's just... go to sleep." Danny pushed James on the bed and laughed loudly. "you're suck a dickhead Danny." James threw his shirt on Danny and buried his face in the pillow. I was checking my Twitter, when I saw there's nothing interesting or new I closed the laptop and put it back in its case. It was already dark outside and I knew it was the best time to go to sleep and get used to the hours here in America.

Here we go fucking again.