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He didn't let her add more to her apology. "You don't need to be sorry Ryder. I'm the one that should be sorry."

"Why?" she arched her eyebrow and seemed quite surprised. He almost blew his cover. He was about to apologize for everything he had just found out. Luckily he caught himself and came up with a quick excuse.

"It was a long day, and I should have just let you rest." That was the lamest excuse ever. He mentally beat him self up over the comment. Trying to just smirk and play it off like that was what he intended to say, he propped himself up on his elbows. His stomach filled with butterflies and he decided to change the topic.

"Yeah, so…" His attempt was not very successful.

"Yeah," she bit her lower lip and kept her eyes focused on the comforter she was sitting on. "Well I guess I should let you rest, if you feel better tomorrow and you want to hang or something just come on over." Her eyes drifted to his and quickly looked away towards the opposite wall. She got a peculiar look on her face, stood up and made her way to the window. Looking back at Danny in his bed, she asked, "Is that my room?"

This lying thing was becoming a regular routine around Ryder, "I don't know. I don't spend enough time in here."

"Hmm. You better be careful, I could take pictures of you and sell them for millions of pounds or whatever currency you use here," she joked, but raised her eyebrow to emphasize the statement. The yard between couldn't be more than a few feet and the windows were so close, almost everything could be seen. A scared uneasy look crossed over Danny's face. She lightly punched his arm, "I'm just kidding bud."

Bud was a "friend" word that Danny hated. He didn't want to be her friend, but he had to start somewhere. With a simple good-bye she left. As soon as he heard the front door slam, he slammed his head back on his pillow, pulled the covers over his head and groaned. He kicked his feet repeatedly, similar to a temper tantrum of a ten year old. Continuing to groan his mom bombarded into his room.

"Danny what is all the commotion about?"

Lying again, "My stomach is upset."

"Well kicking and screaming isn't going to help. Get some sleep."

He nodded and gave up the tantrum. Soon he faded into an uneasy sleep. He had the same dream as before. The dancing just took longer. Her graceful moves entertained him until morning, they made the fear the gunshots had caused to fade away. The longer she danced the more he felt at ease. Her styles changed, one moment she would be a beautiful ballerina and the next she would be a rhythmic tap dancer.

Wednesday arrived and Danny was wide awake. He hadn't gotten that much sleep since before McFly. He was feeling much better than yesterday, but he needed to come to a conclusion of how he was going to keep her secret to himself. Wanting to just embrace her friendship and not act weird around her was going to be a task. Taking a deep breath, he got himself out of bed and ready for the day. Throwing on a blue track jacket, he looked over his shoulder. The window he had watched her dance through was occupied with a familiar face. When his eyes met hers, butterflies invaded his stomach. Swallowing hard, he forced a smile. Ryder excitedly waved and went to open her window. He followed her lead.

"How are you feeling today?" she spoke as soon as his window was wide open.

"Much better. How are you?" he returned.

"I'm good. What are you up to today?"

He thought he might try to be a little flirty, so he commented, "I was thinking I was going to hang out with you."

She attempted to hide her smile that was quickly spreading across her face. "That sounds great. Do you want to just come over then?"

"Sure. I'm a little hungry, so I'll eat before I come over."

She quickly responded, running her words together slightly and shouting a little more than necessary, "I'll make you breakfast."

He laughed a little at her eagerness. "Sounds good, be over in a minute. I can't pass-up free food." He tried to not rush to her doorstep, but he couldn't wait to see her again. Unfortunately he hadn't pondered about how he was going to stay cool. Maybe it was good that her past was the last thing on his mind. Danny fought the urgency to sprint to her doorstep, so it ended up being an awkward speed walk to her front door. The wooden door flung open before he even had a chance to knock. Her smiled greeted him as she wrapped him in an awkward hug.

"Come in," she welcomed. Walking into the room, it didn't feel the same as the thousands of times he had been in there before. His hands found his pockets and he rocked back and forth on his heels, "So," he said elongating the 'o'.

As if reading his mind she told him, "My aunt is out running errands today."

He nodded, not sure of what to respond. Shrugging she turned slightly and started to walk up the stairs towards her room. He didn't object and followed her through the familiar corridors. Walking behind her, he couldn't help but notice her curves. He starred at her back studying every line of her body. Moments later she had turned into her room. He stood in the doorway not sure where to go.

"Make your self at home."

He felt stiff and uncomfortable, so he tried to loosen the mood. A smile broke on his face. She looked at him curiously, only seconds passed before he stepped back and started running, running towards her bed. Leaping right before he ran into the bed, he belly flopped on the soft mattress. Ryder laughed at Danny's spontaneous movement. He flipped on his stomach and scooted to one edge of the double bed. He patted his hand next to the vacancy. She smiled and sat on the corner of the bed, farthest away from Danny.

"You scared of me or something?" he asked. She turned over her shoulder, curls flipping gracefully and framing her face as they landed. Scrunching her nose, she shook her head 'no' giving her auburn curls flight again. He had the urge to run his hands through the long tendrils. He started to sit up to join her at the end of the bed, but before he could make it all the way up, the phone began to ring.

"I'll be right back, make yourself at home."

"Already have." She chuckled a little before disappearing through the door. He finished sitting up and looked around her room. The walls were pretty plain, no posters or pictures were on the walls, but a simple light blue color that had been there for years. Standing up, he made his way towards her desk. A picture was framed and placed in the far right corner. The glass was puff painted; 'best friends' was written across it in green glitter. Two girls were in the picture, one was easily recognizable as Ryder. The other girl was dressed the same as her, with a tight black leotard, hair slicked back in a tight bun. Danny figured it was one of the girls Ryder had danced with. The letter popped back into his head. Best Friend. That must be the girl that wrote the letter. Smiling at the picture he moved his focus. In the middle of the old wooden desk sat a book. The cover was simple and had "Ryder" inscribed in gold lettering on the black leather. He hesitated before placing his hand over the journal.

He licked his lips and took a deep breath. Listening for any hint that Ryder was getting off the phone, he heard her jabbering away with whoever was on the other end. He opened the book slowly. The first page was simple; it had a quote written in the middle. I wish that I could Know the places I have yet to go, the ways I'll change, the things I'll do, the special dreams I'll make come true. I wish that I could see the life that lies ahead of me. He turned the page. A picture was pasted on the next page, a family portrait. On the opposite page one sentence was written: I miss them. He continued through the book, paying close attention to Ryder's voice. He came across a page still in the beginning of the journal with a picture of him pasted in it. It was one that was all over the internet, she must have printed it off. On the page next to it another sentence was written. Remember, I'll Be Ok. The page had spots of coarse wrinkled paper from what seamed like dried water, dried tears.

The pages were filled with more quotes and pictures. He noticed that the quotes became more original. The quotes seemed to be personal ones from Ryder's mind. Quotes soon turned in to poems and what-seemed to be lyrics. There were even a couple of personal days written out. Towards the end, he found the day they spent together. It started with: I couldn't believe I spent a whole day with Danny Jones. No one at the dance academy would believe me. He smiled from ear-to-ear. His eyes scanned over the rest of the story. One part stood out the most to him. I haven't spent much time with him yet, but he's everything I thought he would be. I feel like I want to tell him everything, and cry on his shoulder. I don't know what makes me feel this way, maybe because he's one of my biggest musical inspirations or maybe its just 'cause he seems to actually care. I have to be careful though, I can't be hurt anymore. I just can't.

Danny felt so warm inside, the butterflies returned, stronger than ever. Flipping the page he found lyrics and another picture of him. Assuming they would be McFly lyrics, he glanced over them. He didn't find recognizable lyrics, instead they seemed to be a Ryder original.

When the night seems to dark
And the distance too far
It's good to know
I can count on you

Sometimes it seems
That it's all too much to handle
Sometimes it feels
Like it's just too hard alone
It's a great big world out there
And it isn't always fair
It can leave you lost and scared
If you're on your own
Away from home

When the night seems too dark
And the distance too far
It's good to know
I can count on you
When I'm caught in between
Not sure of my dreams
It's good to know
I can count on you

I can count on you
To be a friend when I'm in need
I can count on you
To stay beside me all the way
I didn't know if you'd even want to answer
I didn't know if you'd turn and walk away
You understood that I needed you right by my side
And you didn't ask me why you just came
And never complained

When the night seems too dark
And the distance too far
It's good to know
I can count on you
When I'm caught in between
Not sure of my dreams
It's good to know
I can count on you

When we put our differences aside
There's nothing we can't do
When we see e ye to eye

When the night seems too dark
And the distance too far
It's good to know
I can count on you
When I'm caught in between
Not sure of my dreams
It's good to know
That you'll get me through hard times
When nothing seems right
With you by my side
It's good to know
I can count on you
I can count on you to stay
I can count on you

He assumed they were about him, but that wasn't all that came to his head. His thoughts were interrupted, "What are you doing?" A harsh voice sounded from the doorway. Ryder stood there, fuming. Danny slammed the book shut and they just starred. Neither one said a word.

Alright so that's the 7th chapter…obviously I waited a little bit longer than the other chapters, I wasn't feeling like you guys are enjoying it anymore. That's the reason I write, so people enjoy it. So, if you like this chapter please let me know, you guys make the updates happen. Thank you for those who did review, you rock!