The Art of Playing Pretend (On Hold)

4. Danny

A/N Let's take a moment to appreciate the hotness that is Danny's father.

By the way this isn't edited. Okay onto the story.

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I hate it. I hate that I barely talk to anyone. I hate that I have to keep my words to myself. I hate that I can't express what I'm feeling. Instead, I don't talk so I won't have to grow close with people, and if I'm not close to people, then no one can disappoint me and I can't disappoint them. Easy.

It all started with my bitch of a girlfriend Samantha. We dated in freshman year. Back then, I thought she was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Well, until I found out her intentions.

I liked her from the beginning of the hear when I first saw her in my Algebra class. She looked so beautiful with her long, brown hair that was curled and barely touched her waist and she wore a little white dress that looked amazing on her and she wore some worn out black Converse that seemed to fit her look perfectly and I walked over to her and to- I mean I saw the her for the first time in Algebra and she noticed me first and yeah. I barely noticed her. Yeah...

Anyway we talked for the first two months of school until I finally had the balls to ask her out. When she actually accepted, I was so happy that I screamed with joy and did a fist pump... and accidentally hit Samantha in the face. It's funny how one moment you could be on top of the world and then want to die the next.

Thankfully she didn't change her mind about going out with me. Now I wish she did.

The first month we went out was amazing. Probably what most people would call the "honeymoon phase". Lizzy told me that it wouldn't last forever. I didn't believe her.

Two more months passed and she constantly asked me if she could go to my house a lot, and when I asked if we could go to her house she always refused. I just brushed it off.

It wasn't until five months into our relationship that I realized her intentions. She would always talk to my dad. Always. She would ignore me and talk to my dad. I didn't know why until I showed up to her house unexpectedly one day. She was wearing a 5 Seconds of Summer shirt. From that moment I knew that she used me to meet and talk to one of the members of her favorite band. I broke up with her and cried for a while.

Two months later I met a girl named Monica. She pulled me out of my depression. We met when we were partnered up to be science project partners. She was really smart and nice and pretty. It wasn't long until I started to like her and forget all about Samantha. I asked her out one day and she reluctantly said yes. Before she said that her parents don't allow her to date, and that is why it was hard for her to decide, but latter I found out that she was just lying.

After a month into our relationship I noticed that Monica started to be a bit distant. I thought it was nothing, so I just tried to get closer to her. But the closer I got, the farther away she became. Then I decided that maybe she was just using me like Samantha did.

I confronted it to her in the middle in the school hallway. Long story short I may have shouted at her, "You just love my dad, don't you? What the fuck, Monica? He's old and you're the same age as his son! That's just sick." To my horror, her friend told me that my dad wasn't the reason why she was distant with me. I felt like I was the biggest douche bag that had ever walked the earth.

It turned out that she really had a crush on Xander. She didn't turn me down when I asked her out because she didn't want to hurt my feelings. But when she saw that I was starting to like her more and more as we dated, she started to be distant so I wouldn't fall for her when she wasn't into me.

I talked to her after the huge scene I made and apologized for what I did. She forgave me and apologized for so dating me when she really wanted to date Xander. She nicest girlfriend I ever had, and she holds a special place in my heart because she was the only one who didn't use me for my dad.