They woke up that morning to the sun shining on their eyes.
"Morning" he mumbled tightening his grip on her waist.
"Hmm" she slowly opened her eyes "morning" she said. Wait…Why was he in bed with her?! She sat up too quickly making her notice the headache that was now making her head boom.
"What is it?" he asked still half sleep.
"What happened last night?" she said rambling her brain slowly remembering what happened. Now he understood why her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
"Nothing happened, you got drunk and you didn't want me to leave so I stayed" she laid back down feeling more relaxed. "You sang last night" he said smiling "you were amazing"
"Thanks…I'm sorry"
"What for"
"For the way I acted last night, it wasn't supposed to go that way I didn't mean to…ugh I thought I could take being… I thought I… could go there again but obviously I can't"
"What do mean?"
"There's a lot you don't know about me Danny"
"Then why don't you tell me" he sat up pulling her with him. She leaned against him as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Remember when I said that I felt lonely when my mom changed schedules and I was alone?... well it's more than that I went into a pretty dark stage. I started smoking and drinking and doing other drugs. I did it all, the partying everything. I was out of control for a while. Tessa and my uncle are the ones who pulled me out of that"
"You must have been really depressed to fall in that deep" he tightened his grip on her pulling her closer. He felt the need to protect her to keep her safe somehow.
"I was, I was so lonely I've always been sad you know, since I was a kid. I was the one people picked on. I was the one who everyone pointed and laughed at. Tessa's always been stronger than me she was always with me, defending me she didn't care what they said about her. But me, for months at a time I would cry myself to sleep and then when my mom was gone and I was alone, I couldn't deal with it and every day it would weigh on me. So I gave in to all the bad things, I stopped trying...I stopped caring. I Know that's not a good thing but, I felt more like myself...for once I wasn't trying to please anyone. But then I couldn't stop I was going to parties getting drunk or just really messed up almost every night." She couldn't stop the tears from flowing out. She couldn't help herself it was too hard trying to fight back the tears, so she just sank her face into his chest. He didn't know what to say. He felt so useless, all he could do was just hold her. "I haven't used drugs in over 8 months I smoke only when it's too hard to handle and I drink only once in a while haven't gotten drunk in almost 5 months well until yesterday…that club was an 'underground' club, it has no license, sells anything to anyone I used to go there all the time that's why a lot of people recognized me I would sing there every time I went too…I'm sorry" she cried into his shirt she hadn't let go of her tears in a while now it felt good actually, to finally say it aloud to finally let go.
"You have nothing to be sorry about…" he tilted her head up so he could see her eyes. They were drenched in tears, he wiped the tears with his thumb. "even when you cry your eyes are amazing" he smiled gazing at her warm pools of soft brown.
"Shut up" she dug her face into his chest again smiling a bit. They held each other there in the comfortable silence for a while. "You're too good for me" she whispered
"That's not true" he tilted her head up again "you're not that person anymore your sweet and kind and fun to be around"
" I'm a bad person Danny I still smoke and drink and I'm only 16. Damn it Danny I've been arrested before"
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Teen FictionDaniel Lawser was a famous actor, big celebrity despite only being 17. Kayla Sanchez was a smoker, drinker, and a barely recovering drug addict, despite being barely 16. It was just a fan letter she never in a million years though he would actually...