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Brendon's POV

I met up with everyone from the chat in front of Dallon's house.
I knocked on the door and stepped back, waiting for an answer.
About 30 seconds later, the door opened.

"I didn't thing you all would come over." Dallon mumbled as he opened the door wider so we could all walk in.

"Of course we all came, we care about you." Melanie said.

We waited until Dallon closed the door before all hugging him. He seemed shocked at first, but relaxed.

"So, Dal, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Can we all sit first?" He asked. We all then let go of him.

"Wait, therapy session!" Tyler said. "Lay on your couch."
Dallon did as he was told, he layed on the couch then looked at us.

"Ok?" He said.

"Ok, what's been on your mind?" Ryan asked.
Dallon looked up at the ceiling and sighed.

"Alot...but there's one major thing I'm afraid for" He closed his eyes, and we all lean forward interested. "I'm just afraid for the future...I guess."

"What about the future are you afraid of?" Josh asked.

"Where me and Ryan would be...I feel like we've been getting distant from eachother." There was silence for a few seconds before he spoke again. "I talk to him, but I feel like we don't have that same click like how we use to."

"Maybe you should tell him that." Tyler said. Dallon opened his eyes and faced us.

"What if he don't agree? Dallon ask. "Then we'd be in an arguement of me trying to explain that it's neither of our faults."

"You never know what he'll say. For now, you're clueless of what his response will be until you tell him" Josh spoke up. "There's multiple outcomes anyway, you're just worried about the negative ones. And knowing Ryan, he would never not consider your feeling."

"You all care that much that you came to my house, practically tackled me, and then made me share what was bothering me?" Dallon raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, we could've taken you. But we care so much that we didn't." Tyler joked and we all nodded.

"I bet you all would too...thanks." Dallon smiled.

We all stayed for a hour longer. Everyone was busy baking cookies, what a coincidence. Dallon pulled me aside to talk.

"I'm still anxious about it" he said.

"Dal, you'll be fine, trust me."

"I just wish I knew what Ryan thought about this before I talk to him."

"How about..." I started thinking. "I talk to Ryan, and I'll tell you what he says."

"Could you?" Dallon asked and I nodded.

"Cookies are done!" Melanie cheered.

"Thanks" Dallon said as we walked back with the group.

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I told Ryan, my Ryan, about me helping Dallon, so they was going to sit by my side while I did it.