Chapter Fifteen. Deal

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"Hey!" I burst through Daniel's front door.

"Make yourself comfortable, why don't you." He laughs.

I smile big, "You love me!" 

He chuckles and sits up, "Were you sleeping?" I ask.

"Maybe." He admits.

"Why?" I ask.

"I got pissed off." He says standing.

"Okay." I say, "Who?"

"Paul, Leave it." He says.

I hold my hands up, "Fine."

"What're we going to do?" I ask.

"What do you want to do?" He asks, making me shiver.

I gulp, "Let's make food." 

"Food." He smiles, "What kind?"

"Cake!" I squeal.

He smiles and takes my hand, pulling me to the kitchen. When he lets go my hand aches to be in his again. Stop that. 

"What flavor Princess?" He asks.

"Chocolate." I smile.

"Cute." He comments.

I watch as he grabs the box down. He hands it to me with a smile.

"Thanks." I say turning.

I begin to make the mix and Danny helps. Eventually we finally get it into a pan, we're both covered in flour.

"Now we leave it for 30 minutes." I say.

He crouches down and begins to laugh.

"What?" I ask.

"We made a huge mess." He laughs out.

"Sorry." I smile.

He shakes his head, "It was fun."

He stands in front of me and wipes my face. My cheeks burn as I stare up at him.

"Daniel." I whisper.

"Hmm?" He hums.

"We can't." I shake my head.

"Why?" He asks.

He leans down while grabbing my face, I don't stop him. He presses his lips to mine softly before pulling away. I catch my breath and continue to stare at him. My stomach hurts as my urge to touch him grows.

"One day princess." He smiles.

I nod while sitting on the counter. Something like this would usually be awkward, but with him it isn't. I think that we just need time. We both wait for the cake to be done in silence. 

After time is up I pull it out carefully and set it on the counter. 

"Please don't burn yourself." He says.

I smile, "I won't." 

After checking it, all that's left is to wait.

"Okay, now we wait." I say sitting on the counter again.

"I don't want to." He pouts.

"It's just cake." I shrug.

He shakes his head, "For you."

Knowing what he's talking about my stomach churns. 

"Will you sleep over?" He asks.

"What? Why?" I ask.

"It's the last night we can." He shrugs.

I nod, "Sure." 

"We need to place some ground rules." He says.

"Like what?" I ask.

"Like, don't let me kiss you, it's way too tempting." He says smiling.

"Okay, knock." I say.

He nods, "No touching, only friendly high fives or whatever." 

I laugh, "Deal." 

"This cake should be done." He says.

I nod, "Yeah." 

We make the cake and each have slice, then head to his back yard.

"Do you want to have a bonfire?" He asks.

"Sure." I shrug, "If you make it."

"Of course." He laughs, "You're too weak."

"Oh really?" I ask punching his arm, "Meany."

He laughs while placing the wood in the pit.

"I'm sorry." I say.

"For what?" He asks.

"For all of the times that I'm confusing, I never have had this." I say.

"This?" He asks.

"This." I say gesturing between us.

"What is this?" He asks.

"Friends." I say blankly.

He nods and begins to light the wood.

We end up making s'mores before heading inside.

"Goodnight." I say quietly.

"Night." He says back.

I walk into the spare room and lay down. The darkness bares to mercy, I look up at the blank ceiling. This room gives me chills, I get up and walk down the hall to Danny's room.

"Danny?" I ask tiredly

"Princess?" He asks with a raspy voice.

"Can I sleep in here?" I ask.

"Yeah, I'll take the floor." He sits up.

"No." I say, "Stay."

I lay down next to him quietly and look over at him.

"Mac, this isn't a good idea." He admits.

"I know." I say facing him.

He places his hand on my cheek and leans in. The fire lights in my stomach as I kiss him back. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me onto him. I sit comfortably, kissing him while running my fingers through his soft hair.

I shake my head, "We can't." I whisper.

"We already broke one deal, can we break the rest?" He asks.

I nod and lay down beside him, he takes my hand.

"I guess I don't have to knock." He jokes.

"Yeah." I laugh, "Just don't break into my house again."

"It wasn't breaking in." He shakes his head.

I close my eyes and roll away from him. Tonight was the end, it isn't our time. 


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