Don't worry, it's going to be okay
'Sorry Wes. I'd have to cancel. I'm really sorry it's just my parents. Don't get too worried, I'll be okay.'
It was the text that he received from David. It was date night for the two of them every Saturday. They hadn't broken this deal ever since they got together 3 months ago, just in time for summer. Until now, they have not told David's parents that they were together since the both knew that they were homophobic and they told his parents after a month they got together. Luckily, his parents were accepting and said "As long as you are happy with him, we are too".
'It's okay. I wasn't even headed there yet. I'll call the restaurant to cancel our reservations. Are you sure you'll be okay? Call me after you're done with your parents.' He punched in and pressed send. He sat down on the floor, not bothering to use the chair or the enormous couch that he has inside his room.
~3 hours later~
He didn't notice that someone had entered his room. "Wes, honey, are you okay?" He recognized the voice as his mom. "No mom, I'm worried about David. He hasn't called. It's been three hours already and he doesn't really talk to his parents that long. Gosh mom, should I go there?" Wes had blurted out.
"Maybe, maybe not but either-"but she was cut off by Wes' phone ringing. She mouthed 'I guess I'll be going then' then left room.
"David. What happened?" he asked, worry stabbing his heart as he heard sobs from the other line of the phone.
"My parents, they know. I'm inside my car right now, driving, DONT DROP THE FUCKING CALL JUST BECAUSE I'M DRIVING."
"Where are you headed? What did they do? ANSWER ME DAVID." His voice, demanding.
"I'm headed nowhere. They kicked me out of the house. I'm sorry, they cornered me, I didn't know what to do" fresh, new tears had started to run down David's cheek.
"David. Please stop driving and tell me where you are right now." Wes had practically shouted.
"Uhm-I'm in-uhm..." he pulled up on the gasoline station.
"David, please."
"The gasoline station in- West 82nd street"
"David. Stay there and don't drive off okay?"
"I'm scared Wes. I feel like I'm lost"
"Don't worry Dave. I'll be there ASAP."
"O-o-okay-y-y"
"David, are you there?" Wes knocked on the car window, which caused David to jump. He unlocked the door and leaned his head back on the headrest. Wes opened the door and looked at his boyfriend. Tear tracks could be seen, only more tears started to fall. He also had a big bruise on his face, his shoulders slumped in defeat. He immediately reached up, wiped the tears off David's face and kissed him on the forehead. "David, love, look at me please." Wes whispered. David looked up at Wes and stared intently on the dark brown eyes that were staring at him. "Dave, honey, you can stay with me. It'll be okay." He hugged David. "Are you sure?" David had stuttered.
"Yes, it's okay. You don't need to ask you know. Come on, move over and I'll drive" he had nudged the other boy. He entwined his hand with David's hand, muttering 'Don't worry it's going to be okay' repeatedly while they drove home.
A/N: Well, that's about it. I'm thinking of writing more chapters. Tell me if you want more! I'm thinking of Wes taking care of David at his own home.