Chapter 25.

Danny's P.O.V

I really do regret following you down the stairs to the kitchen and listening to your conversation from the other side of the door. I didn't follow you with the intentions of eavesdropping, I just wanted the be there when you finally managed to get rid of your mum. I didn't enter when you hung up though and it was obvious that you were angry by the way you slammed the phone down on to the table. I didn't care about you being angry though because what you had told your mum had made me even angrier. I mean, I can understand that you don't want to tell your mum about us but lying about it? You were the one that said you didn't want anymore lies, your were the one that kept begging me to be honest with everyone and you couldn't even tell your own mother!
"Well, that just proves how much you love me." I said as I pushed the door open and rushed in with tears filling up my eyes.
"What?" You asked, clearly shocked by the way I just barged in. "Did you hear that? Were you listening?"
"Yes!" I snapped. "I heard. Your mum still thinks that you're with Emma."
"It's not like that Danny." you pleaded with me. You stood up and tryed to move towards me put I took a step away from you.
"Well, what is it like?" I shouted. "How come you can't tell your mum?"
"Danny, just calm down, please." you muttered. You tryed to reach out to me but I batted you hand away.
"Don't you dare tell me to calm down." I pointed my finger at you. "Why are you so ashamed of me? Just be honest with me."
"I aren't ashamed of you." You choked. "I love you so much."
"Stop it." I spat. "How can you honestly love me when you're pretending that you're still with your ex-girlfriend?"
"I aren't. I just can't tell my mum yet!" Your voice was raising slightly now. "You don't understand what I'm going through! This isn't the same for you!"
"I LEFT MY PREGNANT GIRLFRIEND SO I COULD BE WITH YOU!" I screamed. "I still managed to be honest to my family. They might have ended up hating me. They might have even disowned me but I didn't care because I had you."
"You don't understand!" You cried.
"Explain then!" I said. "Explain to me, what makes you so different? What makes you so special?"
"My mum loves Emma!" You shouted.
"Yeah and so do you!" I found myself shouting back with out even realising I was doing it.
"W-what?" You gasped. "I don't. I-I love you."
"Stop lying to me! I heard you before, when you were in the bathroom on the phone to her. I heard when you told her how much you love her. I ignored it at first because I just wanted to believe that you were just saying it to make her feel better, to make so she didn't hate you as much but I know how stupid that was. You just can't bear to let her go." You mouth gaped open as you stared at me in shock.
"Why have you been listening in on my private conversations?"
"I don't mean to."
"Well, if you listened properly and stopped jumping to conclusions, you would have heard me tell that she wasn't the one, you would have heard me say that you were the only person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with."
"Why don't you show it then?" I asked you desperately. "When we're in public you can barely even hold my hand let alone kiss me. You don't even try to prove this apparent love for me."
"Danny, would you just stop for a second and listen to yourself?" You laughed in disbelief. "It's hard when you're coming to terms with the fact that you're gay. And if the press finds out, it'll be in all the paper,s it'd be like rubbing it in Emma and Becky's faces. Oh, and not to mention if my mum saw it-"
"SEE!" I shouted, cutting in to your explaination. "There you go again! All you care about is other people and what they think! You care about how they see us, what they'll say about us. Why can't you think of it like I do? I don't care what anyone thinks as long as I'm with you!"
"But it isn't that simple." You sighed, rubbing your face with your hands in a worn out way. "Didn't we say we would lay low for a little while? I thought that was why we were here."
"I thought we were here so that we could be together."
"Well I don't know, do I?" You shrieked. "You were the one who brought me here. I feel like I can't leave unless you say so! You always call the shots. You never stop to think about how I'm feeling, do you?"
"Leave then. I aren't stopping you." I pointed to the door.
"Will you just stop being so childish? I'm trying to tell you how I feel about everything."
"I already know how you feel. You're still in love with Emma. I know you always will be and there's nothing that I can do to replace her."
"You're wrong."
"Prove it then." I picked up your phone from the table where you left it. You caught it weakly and looked down at it blankly. "Ring your mum right now and tell her everything."
"You can't make me do this." I snapped.
"What is it that's stopping you?" I spat back. "You say you have all of this love for me. Where is it?"
"You're just angry Dan." you said a lot more softly than before. "I promise I'll tell my mum when the time's right."
"You're lying!" I shouted. "You've lied to all of the people that you've said you love. How can I even trust you?" You gasped, your eyes searching my face for any sign of guilt for what I had just said but I was too angry with you to care at that point.
"Y-you don't trust me?" You asked me weakly.
"I don't know, Dougie." I mumbled with my head down. I paused before I carried on with what I was saying. "All I want is for everyone to know. I want the whole world to know that you are my boyfriend and I love you but I can't do that because Emma's in the way."
"It isn't her fault." You whispered. "You know I love you, Danny. I know you do."
"Like I said before, prove it then." I pointed to the mobile phone in your lap. "Prove it or get out." Your head shot up so quick it was almost a blur. You looked absolutely terrified by what I had just said but I wasn't about to let my guard down.
"I don't get why I always have to prove myself to you. Why can't you just be happy with what I give you."
"What do you give me exactly?" I said a little harshly, I even made myself wince. You looked at me in shock for a moment before shoving your mobile into your pocket and standing up abruptly.
"Fine." You said, choking on your own tears. "I'm off 'cause it's clear I aren't good enough for you." You pushed past me forcefully, making me stumble to the side and walked straight out of the house. That was the second time you left me and the second time I didn't try to stop you. You would have thought that i would have learnt from my first mistake.