The Note ↠ Daniel Seavey

Chapter 56

May 26, 2017

"You guys leave in one week, you excited?" I asked, sitting down on my couch.
"Yeah, I can't wait. We've sold out every single show," Jack said, picking up a strawberry and eating it.
"Yeah, Limelights go hard."
"What about you, what are you gonna do while we're gone?" Daniel asked, picking up another strawberry and eating it.
"Probably just gonna work on my music. I have a few ideas so that should keep me busy."
"For six months?" Corbyn asked, playing along.
"Well, I'm probably gonna travel some. Mom has need wanting to go to New York, so I'm probably gonna take her sometime. And I'm probably going to go to some of y'all's shows." I grabbed a bottle of water and took a drink. "Not to mention things happen, so I will probably stay busy."
"I still wish you could come," Daniel said, throwing his arm around my shoulders.
"I wish I could too," i said, snuggling into his side. We must look like such a couple right now, I thought. I looked over at Zach and saw him with an eyebrow raised. I mouthed the word later to him and he nodded his head.
"So, do you guys have anything planned for this week?" I asked, picking my phone up and texting the author.
"We have rehearsals, meetings, and interviews every day except for Friday," Jack said, looking over my shoulder.
"Do you need to know who I'm texting?" I asked, looking over at him.
"No, just curious." Jack smacked the side of Daniel's face and took off running, Daniel followed closely behind. Corbyn and Jonah ran after them, recording it all as Zach sat next to me.
"You and Daniel?" Zach asked, turning to face me.
"Nope." I looked down at my nails and started to pick them. It was a bad habit I had picked up recently.
"You sound upset by it."
"Do you remember, it was about a week before we transferred to online school, when Daniel took me to hang out?" I asked, looking up at Zach.
"Yeah, when he came home he said he didn't feel good."
"He wasn't sick."
Zach looked at me with a confused face until I continued.
"He took me to this cliff he used to go to when he was younger. You could jump off it into the water. We swam for a while before heading back up to dry off and get stuff. On the way up, I slipped." I took a deep breath before continuing. "Daniel caught me. Then he tried to kiss me. I rejected him. That's why he was 'sick'," I said, putting air quotes around the word 'sick.'
"Wow."
"Yeah. We worked it out, everything was fine. Then, when Hay- I'm not gonna say it, stabbed him, I felt like I had been stabbed too. I thought I lost him, forever. I realised then that I loved him."
Zach looked at me, a sorry look in his eyes.
"Daniel doesn't know, obviously. It wouldn't work anyways. You guys are going on tour. I'm not gonna see you for three months. I have my own career. Neither of us have the time. Plus, he's had to move on by now."
We sat there for a few minutes in silence before Zach spoke up.
"You know he talks about you all the time, right? You're always on his mind."
I looked up at him, the corner of my mouth raising.
"You might be busy now, but who says later isn't an option?"
"Thanks, Zach. I needed someone to talk to. Face to face, not face to screen."
"Still talking to that author guy?" Zach asked looking over at my phone as a notification popped up.
"Yeah, he helped me through a lot."
"Still don't know who he is?"
"Not a clue. But, I guess that's part of what makes him easy to talk too. I dont know who I'm talking too, but I do. I don't know who they are, but I can trust them. If I did know, that might ruin it."
We sat in silence for a few more minutes before we heard the guys come back through the front door. When did they go outside?
"I'm rooting for Kaniel, just to be clear. Just go give it time," Zach whispered. He moved back over to his spot on the couch as the other boys came in.
I looked around before noticing there was a curly headed boy that was missing. "Where's Jack?" I asked, hoping whatever they did wasn't too bad. I looked at their shirts and noticed they had water sprinkled all over them. "Nevermind, I'm going to go get him a towel."
I went upstairs and got two towels before going back downstairs and out the back door. Jack stood there, drenched from where the boys had thrown him into the pool.
"Have a nice swim?" I asked, throwing him a towel.
"Yeah, it was great."
I felt a set of hands throw me over their shoulder. "Put me down!" I yelled, hitting their back.
"Nope."
"I swear if you-" I was cut off by water surrounding me as I was thrown into the pool. I swam back up to the top and looked in the direction I was thrown from.
"Jonah. Marais. Roth. Frantzich."
"Uh oh."