Happy New Year! This will be my last submission of 2004.
A note about this: I never intended to write another part of this. But people told me to, so I did.
Why did this happen?
I'm dead. Hard to believe, isn't it? That you're listening to a dead person? Well, you are. And you wanna know why I'm dead? Because of Danny.
Yes, because of Danny. My best friend is the reason I'm no longer alive. I suppose there may have been a ghost involved, but I don't know about that.
See, a while ago, I began feeling…different. For some reason, Danny suddenly went from my best friend to the guy I practically worshipped. I began acting differently in attempts to gain his attention. I would be obviously shy around him, I would shamelessly flirt with him-I was pretty much acting like Paulina. Which, for me, is actually kind of scary.
Thank God my shameless flirting only lasted one day. That Danny, Danny asked me to go out with him. Without thinking, I said yes. I was so caught up in happiness that I couldn't think straight. That night, we went to a movie together, and I was always either extremely nervous or overjoyed to be with him. One small part of my brain was logical, screaming at me, 'Why is this happening? You don't like him like that! You're just friends!' But the rest of me ignored that.
We watched the movie together, and when it ended, I turned to Danny, about to tell him something. I don't remember what I was going to say, but it doesn't matter, as Danny took the moment to kiss me. For a moment I was stunned, but then I happily returned the kiss. I could have died of happiness in that moment. (No, that's not why I'm dead.) Something in my head told me that I loved him. Which was odd, considering that I never expected to be in love. At least, not at 14.
After that, we began dating. Which, I have to admit, was really nice. People called us boyfriend and girlfriend, which actually wasn't a change, but neither of us bothered to correct them-as they were already correct.
Then one day, while we were at the park together, Desiree appeared. Danny fought her, which wasn't abnormal; he does fight ghosts a lot. But when he defeated her, all of a sudden my head begin hurting. And not just a normal headache, it felt as if somebody had ripped open my head with their bare hands. It was painful. Also, I seemed to be losing my memory. I couldn't remember where I was, or why Danny was there. I was confused. Danny offered to take me home, and thinking that would help, I agreed.
When we got back to my house, Danny kissed me. It surprised me, because at that point I had totally forgotten we were dating. It's actually the weirdest thing to forget stuff and then recall it later. You get all paranoid, thinking it'll happen again and wondering what caused it and-okay, I'm getting off-track. Anyways, I pushed Danny away. At that point, I believed we were just friends, and I had no romantic feelings for him whatsoever.
When I pushed him away, I saw that he looked hurt. I felt really bad-I hadn't meant to hurt his feelings. But I just yelled at him. I didn't know why he was kissing me, and I began ranting about how he shouldn't just arbitrarily kiss somebody. I didn't let him get a word in edgewise, so he couldn't tell me his side of the story. When he did finally say something, he told me that he was going home. He left, and I felt like dirt.
I could tell he really liked me. And even though I no longer felt the same way, he's still my friend, and I hadn't mean to hurt him.
I entered my house, finding it empty, which was odd. It probably wasn't really empty, but from where I was, it seemed deserted. I ignored that, however, and just walked up the stairs to my room. But as I walked, thoughts about Danny entered my head. I realized that I would never be the same around him again-and so I could never see him again. Reflecting on it now, that may have been a bit extreme, but I wasn't thinking straight at all.
When I got to the top of the stairs, I didn't go to my room. I turned the other direction and went to the bathroom instead. And there, I killed myself. I'm not saying how, in case somebody out there reading this will do the same, making the same mistake. All that you need to know is that I died.
So that brings me to the present. I'm in the Ghost Zone, not in any particular place, just wandering around like all recently dead apparently do. Every so often, I hear snippets of ghostly gossip, about who's dying, and more interesting, which ghost is fighting 'the halfa'. Right now, I can hear them saying that Danny was just talking to Desiree. To ask her to kill him. So he could be with me.
I can't believe he likes me that much. I can't believe he's giving up his life to be with me.
Maybe I should give him another chance.
We've got all eternity.
Thanks to all reviewers.
Black-rose23: Well, it does have a sequel now.
DaydreamingTurtle: True devotion, yes, but also a bit of...stupidity.
Fluffyrachel: Thanks.
Night's Soul: Eh, I don't think this part is as good as the first, but hopefully you'll like it! Nice name, too.
Mcrystal: Thank you.
Sakura Scout: I understand a non-functional brain.
Digigrlover2811: Yes, Danny and Sam do rock.
PT-chan: Unfortunately, HPT was…deleted. Sad but true. All future HPTs will go on my Deviantart account. Ghostly-Hamburger.