Lost Boys | HU AU|

Chapter 7

Chapter 7/10 let's goo

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Danny p.o.v

Dylan's taking me out to have a little lunch date. We usually get have to stay at home during weekends, but Caleb is giving us permission to go and explore a little bit of Los Angeles as long as we are both home by dinner. I am feeling more confident within myself and I haven't had any flashbacks for a couple of weeks. I am hoping to have some fun with Dylan and just relax. We aren't allowed to leave the home without permission to keep all of us safe. We have the permission so if someone feels the need to comment on us leaving the house they can just go ask Caleb who will say that we had the permission to leave. As I have learned people will cause trouble over the smallest of things which does get annoying.

I am all ready for the day, I just have a plain black t-shirt on with a denim jacket over the top and some ripped skinny jeans. I don't want to go too fancy because it's just a simple date. I haven't seen Dylan, yet this morning and I am really nervous for it. I want everything to go well and I want this to go right. I know Dylan doesn't really care much about these things other than he wants me to experience the best life possible after my childhood. I want this relationship to go right, it's my first relationship and there is so much that could go wrong. If we were to break up then everything would be ruined, and I don't want that. "Danny, relax buddy. There is nothing to worry about," George tells me, and I feel his hand on my shoulder.

"I don't want to mess this up George," I tell him, speaking very quietly I was surprised he heard me so well. He takes me to sit down on the bed and I hug him. Fuck these panic attacks and anxiety attacks man, they suck. "I know you don't Dan. I don't see how you could mess it up because Dylan loves you so much," George tells me, and I know that Dylan loves me a lot. It's just hard for my brain to realise that when I am in the middle of a panic attack like this. I haven't had one for so long, so I am really disappointed now. I thought I was doing so well in my recovery mentally and this has just burst that bubble. "I know, my brain likes to mess things up," I tell him. George has been so helpful with the mental issues I've been having.

"I know Danny, but the issues that you have with your own self confidence and things which will not heal itself overnight. All we can do is talk about what is going on and work our way through it, then we can see how we can make it right and we can enjoy the rest of the day," George says, and I relax a little bit. He's amazing at this sort of thing, I really think that he should become some form of support worker when he's old enough to consider those career choices. George was keeping me relaxed when Dylan walked in, he was worried at first, but the smile I had on my face relaxed him. "Hey, are you ready to explore the world of Los Angeles?" he asks me, and I nod. I know we won't be able to see all of it in one day, but I will appreciate any time I get to spend with Dylan away from Aron.

Aron has started harassing us during times where we are at the home. I freaking hate this, he can't leave us alone to be happy. He doesn't know we are dating, George encourages me to be very cuddly with all of the guys to throw him off that trail. It has also been helping a huge amount with my recovery, whenever I feel anxious I just go and hug one of the guys and I feel a lot better afterwards. It makes Aron none the wiser to what is really going on. After the whole 'I fucked Jorel's sister' incident he has been ruder to all of us but Jorel and I more so than the other four. That was because Jorel was the main target and I fought back which also made me a target even though he hates my guts already because I'm the new kid everyone loves and feels sorry for.

I'm not keen on being the one that everyone has a pity party for, I still think my situation is normal even though when I explained my story in full detail to the police, Caleb and the guys they all seemed pretty shocked that the two people that were supposed to be the most caring were so cruel for the duration of my life. George and the others understand because it's all I know what a parent is and all I will know unless I get fostered or adopted which is highly unlikely giving my current circumstances. No one wants to adopt someone who has such a broken past. That I know just by the fact that when parents come here they don't give the older kids a chance and they go for the younger ones who have been through less.