𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 | 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐲 ✔️

43. dissipation of past emotions

Daniel huffed, pulling the covers of the hotel bed over his head. He wanted to lay there forever and not have to face the world. The fact of the matter was, Daniel was mad.

And, no, he wasn't mad over the petty table thing with Jonah, they'd made up from that. And that's what confused Jonah so much. Daniel had forgiven him for the whole incident, hell, he even laughed about it! And that's why it confused him that Daniel was being so distant.

Daniel had claimed over and over again that he wasn't mad, but Jonah knew he was lying.

The truth was, Daniel was frustrated. He was mad, he knew that much, but the issue was that each day that passed by, it was getting harder for him to tell wether he was mad at Jonah, or wether he was mad at himself...

Mad at himself for allowing himself to feel things for Jonah. Mad at himself for allowing himself to fall for him.

Daniel brushed his thoughts aside, not allowing himself to accept the fact that this was indeed true. Denial was the only way Daniel knew how to deal with this issue.

Daniel thought of the last conversation the two had had.

"You're not my boyfriend, Jonah!" Daniel spat out. Jonah was taken aback. Daniel could see hurt form on Jonah's face. Daniel looked away, not wanting to face Jonah after what he had just said to him. He regretted the words as soon as they's left his mouth. "Yeah, you're right. I'm not" Jonah began. His voice clearly showed he was hurt, although he tried to hide the sadness behind it.
"So I shouldn't have to deal with this" he stated, walking off.

A soft knock at the door brought Daniel to his senses. He huffed, not wanting to get up to go and answer it. Daniel's mouth went dry as a sudden thought popped into his head. Is it Jonah? Daniel looked around the room. In the corner, a long mirror stood. He sprung up and out of the bad and ran over it to check how he looked.

His appearance was a little rugged and unrefined. Daniel panicked-ly ran a had through his hair, trying to neaten it up when he heard a second knock at the door. "I'm coming" he nervously called out, hurriedly making his way over to the door and tripping over a few things in the process.

Daniel immediately swung the door open, a sudden urge of excitement to see Jonah building up in him. He wanted to fix things up with Jonah. He missed him, even if he knew it was bad to.

Daniel's face suddenly deflated. When Daniel didn't see Jonah standing on the other side of the door, he couldn't help but allow his face to fall a little. "Oh, hey Corbyn" Daniel muttered, stepping aside so that Corbyn could enter the room.

Daniel mentally scolded himself for his reaction. Just at the sight of Corbyn, Daniel's heart used to skip a beat. His head would spin and his knees would buckle, but now...

Well, things had changed. Daniel didn't love Corbyn the way he used to. Hell, he didn't ever love Corbyn the way he now loved Jonah.

Daniel gulped, pushing the scary thought out of his head. Even if he didn't see Corbyn as his crush anymore, he was still happy to have him around as a friend. Daniel enjoyed spending time with the bright and happy blonde boy. He appreciated his friendship.

Daniel closed the door and followed Corbyn into the room, sitting down next to him on the bed.

"So, what's been up?" Corbyn asked, placing a hand on Daniel's thigh. Daniel looked down at his hand, and a small smile crept on his face. He didn't smile because he enjoyed it..no. He smiled because, in that moment, he felt nothing. Nothing. No sparks, no beating heart...
Daniel was undeniably over Corbyn.

Of course, Corbyn didn't see it that way. All he knew was that Daniel was smiling down at the hand he had placed on his thigh. Corbyn raised a suggestive eyebrow, by Daniel did not see it.

"I'm taking you out for icecream" Corbyn stated, grabbing Daniel's hand and yanking him out of the hotel room.