Chapter 2

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(Dan's POV)

I just stand there, in awe. A man- a rich man has offered me dinner!? How is this possible? What did I do?

"Kid?"

Well I don't have anything to lose.

"Yeah- I- um... Dinner? O- okay."

He nods and smiles, its such a reassuring smile, and I trust him right away. He just feels bad for me. But the proposal...

"Follow me!"

I nod and he turns around, and we walk for about five minutes before we reach his house. It looks like its two stories, and I see multiple lights on in windows. There are some gnomes and bushes in the front, along with a welcome mat infront of the door. Its such a welcoming place.

The man opens the door and I freeze, unsure if I should follow him in or wait for permission. He turns around and I can tell he regrets inviting me, as he can see me in the light now. I look over myself. My hair is a bit long, I usually cut it myself, but sometimes I save up money for it. I see the dirt cakes underneath my nails, and I seethe Rios and holes in my pants I try to avoid looking at during the day. Its really late, probably 11:00. I wonder why he chose me..

"C'mon in kid! Just follow me to the table!"

I nod and trip as I go inside, trying to hide it. I'm so awkward this isn't fair. I just want to make a good impression.

He leads me forward and we pass the living room and stairs, and then we go to the kitchen. I can smell bread and beef and potatoes and vegetables and cake and there is drool pooling up in my mouth. He ushers for me to sit, and takes a plate from the cupboard. He piles on a bunch of food, and gets a second plate for himself. Then he walks to the table, sets down the plates, and sits across from me.

"Eat. I'll tell you later."

And I do. I stuff everything in my mouth. The bread, the potatoes, the beef, everything. I eat so fast, when my plate is almost empty, I realize my stomach hurts. But that doesn't stop me from finishing the last of the food before me. I sip the last of the water, and look up. The man's plate is half empty, and he's sitting back, a toothpick in his mouth. He just looks at me for a while, and I stare at my hands underneath the table.

I hear footsteps, and look behind me to see a boy, about my age, walking towards us. He is pale and has black hair, and even though he's probably twenty feet from us, its almost like his blue eyes glow. He has a bright blue shirt on, black skinny jeans, and two different colored socks. He's gorgeous- to say the least.

"Um- hi..." He says when he reaches the table.

"H- hello..." I say so quietly I can barely even hear myself.

He walks over to the man, who I assume is his dad. Then he leans down and whispers, but I can hear it.

"Dad... Who is this.."

"Don't worry, Phil " and then he speaks up. "How about you two talk for a moment? Im going to clean up. You can go to the living room and sit if you'd like."

I get up and walk to the living room, sitting without my back touching the back of the couch so I look good for Phil. He plops down next to me.

"So Da-what's your name?"

"I'm Dan. And you are?"

"I'm Phil. Why are you here?"

I can barely open my mouth to respond. He is just so perfect. The way his hair falls over his eye... Mine does too but the curls screw it up.

"My parents kicked me out and your dad- I think- invited me over."

"Why did they kick you out?"

"I- I'm uh.. I'm gay."

His face is suddenly a mix of excitement and confusion, and his eyes glimmer in the light like the sky during summer.

"Me too!"

"Oh. Okay..."

I fell my face get really hot. Why am I here with this attractive gay guy in this rich mans house? Why did he ask me? Why is he even talking to me?

"Heh heh. You look so cute! You're face is all red!"

I sit there, at a complete loss of words, and he gets up and giggles before skipping back up the stairs. I feel my face even hotter than before, and I walk back to the kitchen.

"Whats the proposal?"

(AN- the last chapter sucked and it was short but this one is kind of long!! Stuffz will start happening in the next chapter. Please vote and comment for cookies! Thx!)

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