Welcome to part 11 of "Help!". This continues from parts 1 through 10, which you can find on my author profile page. :)
Later that day, back at the old wishing well where Danny had confessed his feelings to him, Jake was getting impatient. He reached into his deep pocket and pulled out his mobile phone. He searched through the menu system, menu, messages, inbox... until he found the text which Danny had sent him earlier that day. It read:
Jake, I'm sorry about how I acted yesterday, I know I fucked things up but I was just tired and confused I guess. I hope u can 4give me. If you wanna talk, meet me at the well at 6. Hopefully cya there.
He looked at the time at the top of the small, bright screen. 6 14. "Maybe he changed his mind" Jake thought to himself as he began to wonder if Daniel was going to show up at all. He considered giving up and heading home but decided to wait just a little while longer just in case.
The minutes ticked by and Jake was getting more and more worried. "What's keeping him?" he thought. Tick, tock, tick, tock...time etched away and it was now coming up to 6.30, Danny was uncharacteristically late. He was usually organised and committed to what he said. In other words, if he said he was going to do something, he would do it. This got Jake thinking and before long his mind started running away with it and started jumping to conclusions.
As he contemplated more and more about the situation he decided that it was obviously not that important to Danny for them to meet and sort things out. If it was important, he would have been there on time. Of course this was completely wrong but as most of us have experienced at some point in our lives, when you over-think things, sometimes you can reach a conclusion which seems realistic at the time, but in reality, is a long way away from the truth. Jake had built up a scenario in his mind which was untrue, however, it annoyed him and he decided that if Danny didn't want to show up on time and try to sort out the problems between them, then he didn't want to be there either! He was just about to leave when he heard the sound of panting behind him.
"Finally you decide to show your face!" Jake moaned as he turned to see an out of breath Danny approaching the wishing well. "Do you know how long I've been waiting here?!"
Danny was still trying to catch his breath before he responded, "I know... I'm sorry...I got here as fast...as I could!"
"Fuck man!" Jake commented, "you look like your gonna have a heart attack or something! Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'll be alright, I jus...I just need to...to rest a sec"
Jake saw how worn out Danny was and wondered why he was so out of breath, he can't have ran that far, the bus stop was only around the corner, and he couldn't possibly have ran all the way from his house because that's miles away! He noticed Danny slump down, putting his hands on his knees and bending his back as he struggled to regain control of his lungs.
"Come on lets go sit down, there's a cafe around the corner, I think it's still open" Jake said as he reached out and grabbed Danny's arm, giving him a helping hand while Danny struggled to breath.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Daniel yelled out in agony!
"OH SHIT!" Jake exclaimed apologetically, "Sorry man I forgot about the arm. What happened to the bandages?"
Danny just looked at him angrily, holding his broken arm with his working one.
"Ok, you can tell me later, I am really sorry though. Let's go sit down.
The atmosphere was thick and heavy again. They're problem solving hadn't started well at all!
The two young men were now at the small cafe which was situated just around the corner from the old wishing well. They were sat alone at they're table, nobody else in the building except them and the very kind old lady who worked there. This small, quiet building was the perfect place for them to sit and talk. It was distraction free and comfortable. However, to begin with, the cafe was even quieter because neither Jake nor Danny knew what they should say. Eventually the silence was broken when Jake asked a question;
"So, how did you sleep?"
"Well thanks. ... How about you?"
"Like a log" Jake smiled.
There was an awkward pause.
"Look Jake, about yesterday, I..."
"Danny you don't need to explain anything that you did yesterday to me. It was a bad day and I completely understand why you were angry with me." Jake interrupted. "I had no right to tell your parents, or anyone else for that matter, about anything which you don't want to tell them. I was just a little confused that's all. I couldn't understand why you didn't want to tell them."
"I do want to tell them Jake but I can't!" Danny replied, "I tried to explain it to you but it wasn't easy. I was tired, confused, angry, upset and happy all at the same time. It was too much Jake! I felt like I was going crazy! You didn't exactly make it any easier to explain to you because you weren't listening to me. You just kept interrupting, trying to convince me that it was all going to be fine, but i know that it wouldn't be fine and you wouldn't let me tell you why. That's what made me mad, more than anything else."
Jake stared sadly down at the cup of coffee on the shiny steel table in front of him.
"I'm sorry about that Danny, but I was just trying to help"
"I know you were Jake, and in most circumstances, you're great at making me feel better, but this time, you were making it worse. It's ok though, I have thought about it now and I understand why everything that happened yesterday did happen. I just wish some of it didn't."
Danny chuckled, "There were SOME good bits though".
"Haha, yes." Jake chuckled back as he winked.
They were then brought back into the real world when they heard a suggestive cough from the old lady who worked in the cafe. The boys laughed as they turned to look at her with cheeky grins on both their faces. She smiled back with one eyebrow raised and then went back to reading her book.
"Ok then, well let's put yesterday behind us and concentrate on now shall we?" Jake suggested in a much better mood after their chat.
"You know what, that's the best idea you've had in a very long time." Danny answered. "Apart from the idea to save my life obviously, and there is one part of yesterday which I will never forget, and I think you know which part that is!"
"I have a pretty good idea." Jake grinned.
"You know," Danny then said flirtatiously, "my parents are away at my aunt's house tonight. I asked them for some space and as it turned out; my aunt is having a dinner party tonight so I will be all alone when I get home. Sure will be boring!" he commented suggestively.
"Hmmm, well I could always keep you company, I'm sure we can think of something to do so you won't be bored." Jake winked again.
"Sounds like a plan. Lets go."
They gathered their things and headed out of the cafe, thanking the old lady on the way out of the door.
"So what did happen to your bandages?" Jake asked on their way to the bus stop, "And why were you so out of breath?"
"Oh, long story" Danny responded reluctantly.
"Well, we have all night, and I promise I won't interrupt" Jake laughed.
"Huh, ok" Danny said as he began to explain the story of his journey to the well, and why he was so late. As he explained during the bus journey home, Jake had realised that he was hasty earlier on when his thought that the meeting was not important to Danny. He now knew that actually, it was very important to him and that he was willing to go through hell itself just to be with him, so that they could make it right again. They had certainly done that, everything now was sorted out. They had put the past week's events behind them. They were heading back to Danny's house for what was setup to be the best night of their young lives!
TO BE CONTINUED...
What will happen next for Danny and Jake? Look out for part 12. Thank you for reading :).
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