A/N:

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-Jules

Chapter Two: The Confession

I wanted to drive the Impala home but Danny wouldn't let me. I hadn't seen him all day, except first period. Oh, and when he suddenly appeared at my locker after school telling me he was driving. Driving was kind of an outlet for me, that's why I did it so much. So, when someone tells me no, I'm going to fight back. So that's exactly what I did. We both stood behind my car, fuming.

"No Danny. It's my car. I want to drive. You got to drive yesterday. I lowered my voice so no one heard. "And you can't just show up out of nowhere and interfere with this. This is extremely important. This is my way of redeeming myself from last time, got it?" He understood exactly what I meant. His expression was stunned for a moment, but he recomposed himself and shook his head.

"Lia-er- Em, you need to understand I'm just here to help. I promise I won't get in the way of it. I just want to be here with my buddy, ya know?" He winked at me and climbed into the driver's side. I stomped my foot like a small child and threw the passenger side open, tossing my bag in the backseat before plopping down in the car and slamming the door. He laughed as he buckled himself in.

"Done throwing a fit? Or still got some more in your system?" His brows were lifted with a smirk on his lips as I crossed my arms and glared out the windshield. He drummed his thumbs along the steering wheel, face slack with boredom. Or concentration. Or lack of interest- I honestly don't know. He had "that face" and "the smirk face".

"So, how was school?" I glanced at him again to catch his knowing smirk.

"Fine. How's Dean?" He glanced quickly at me before returning back to the road. I laughed at him. Really?
"Uh, fine I guess. He got me a rose. Dean's really sweet." I looked down at my hands and played with my fingers uncomfortably. I felt the car slow and whipped my head up. We were nowhere near my apartment so why…? I stared at Danny, eyebrows bunched together in confusion. He sighed and pulled over completely, staring down at his lap.

"…Dan?" I only called him that when he was upset or freaking out. He continued staring at his lap silently. Then he looked up at me, face scrunched up.

"I'm in love with you Lee, that's why I came here. I left base, breaking the boss' command. I didn't want to do that anymore and he wouldn't let me help you so I just came here and I want to help." I felt my jaw softly drop. I expected a lot of thing but not… that. He loved me? He left… left base? For me? But… "I'm sorry Lee." He looked away and continued driving, knuckles white as they clutched the steering wheel tightly. I continued to gape at him the rest of the way home. When he pulled up in a parking spot, we both just sat there for a bit before he climbed out.

I climbed out after him and followed him inside. When we reached my room, he opened it and suddenly turned around, a grin on his face.

"Can we get pizza tonight?" His eyes were wide with excitement. It seemed like he completely forgot what happened in the car.

"Um, sure. But can we talk about-"

"Pepperoni or pineapple? Oh, how about both?" He scooped up my phone from the counter (whoops, must of left it here this morning) and started typing.

"I hate pineapple. And what about the car-"

"Pineapple it is. Hello, I'd like a large pizza with pepperoni and pineapple. Oh, yeah Mountain Dew please." He completed the order, completely ignoring my irritated stance. When he ended the call he turned to me with a grin. "10 minutes. Must be barren down there." He turned to walk off but I grabbed his arm.

"Dan, we need-"

"Want to-"

"Stop! Stop interrupting me Dan! You just announced that you loved me in the car and now you keep cutting me-"

"I'll pay for the pizza this time, but you owe me." He winked and began sauntering off. I was so pissed. Danny was the only one who could manage to piss me off this much. I stomped off after him, grabbing his arm and ripping him around. His eyes were narrowed and his lips formed a thin line. I twisted his arm and flipped him over my shoulder so he landed with a thud onto his back. I straddled his middle, pinning his wrists down. I'm not trying to brag or anything, okay, I am, but I am known to be strong for a girl. Not to be sexist or anything.

"Stop!" I yelled at him. "Enough of this! Stop it and just tell me what's going on!" I screamed. My temper was lost. I was done. I didn't like not knowing things- especially important things. His eyebrows were raised, his expression calm. He just stared up at me for a bit before he decided to form words.

"I was just messing around, okay? I was just messing with you." He ripped his wrists from my grip, shoving me forcefully- but gently too- off of him. I landed on my butt and gaped at him as he quickly stood up and strode off. I heard the sound of a door slam and concluded that he had just shut himself in the spare room. I was never really sure why they gave me a spare room, I mean, I was a teenage girl and- okay I'm over thinking it. Well, it was pretty convenient. I sat there for a while, contemplating everything. When I heard a knock on the door I jumped up off the ground, reaching for my boot for my gun and realizing I was overreacting. Pizza guy. Riiiiight.

I jumped up and raced to the door, pulling a twenty out of my back pocket. Also convenient. I opened the door to see what looked like a sixteen year old surfer dude holding a pizza box and Mountain Dew. His green eyes skimmed my body, a smirk on his lips.

"Hey there, it's-"

"Here, keep the change, thanks, bye." A hand ripped the twenty out of my hand and threw it at the pizza guy, snatching the goods and slamming the door in his face. I whipped around, pure rage filling me. Danny set the stuff on the counter and turned to me, his expression completely blank.

"He was a dick. Enjoy the pizza, I'm not really hungry. My stomach kinda hurts." He got up and fled to the guest room. I rolled my eyes. Great, now Danny was in one of his pissy moods. This could take a while for him to get out of. I heard my phone buzz on the counter and saw a text from Raeanne asking about Danny. I rolled my eyes and tossed it back onto the counter. I should have responded but I had a lot of shit on my mind.

I angrily smacked my fist on the counter and stalked off to my own room. I shut the door quietly and collapsed on the bed. I lay there, staring up at the white ceiling. What the hell was going on with Danny?