PART TWO!
I woke up to the sound of Danny snoring and Tom cooking. Yes, cooking.
I looked over at Danny and then I realized that we were laying in a really awkward position. I scrambled out of bed and
ran downstairs.
"Fletcher! Why is Jones in my bed?!"
He smoothed out his apron before replying. "You don't remember? I caught you two last night watching The Notebook."
Images of cheesy love scenes flashed through my head.
"Hahahaha, oh yeah."
"Anyways, BREAKFAST IS READY!" Tom squealed. I heard footsteps coming
down the stairs, followed by thudding noises and then "Ugh..oww!"
Tom shook his head and mumbled, "I assume that was Danny."
I smiled and started chowing down on my food.
"Good morning!" a voice said happily. I looked up to see
Danny...topless. Wow, he was pretty fit. Wait what was I thinking?!
Tom stared at me curiously. "Doug, you okay?"
"Uhh..."
"Doug!!"
I jumped and blurted out, "I LIKE WOMEN!"
"Um, okay. Well, I'm going to go water my flowers now. You sure you're okay?"
He took off his apron and headed towards our backyard.
He's going to go water his flowers? I should be the one asking if he was okay.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
Danny sat down across from me and started eating. I could see his chest slowly going up and down. His slightly
muscled arms reached over and grabbed a napkin. I looked up and saw his gorgeous blueish eyes looking
straight at me. Oh man. He probably thinks I'm a pervert now.
"If you want the rest of my pancakes, you can just ask you know. Or do you want more syrup?"
He pointed to the syrup bottle that was in front of him.
Oh Danny, I could just pour that syrup all over you and- WHAT AM I THINKING AGAIN?!
"AHHH, I'm going to go look at my porn now!" I ran off screaming.
This is not good.
