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Hey guys.
This is a short chapter. (Even for me) As you have probably noticed, I`m completely stuck with this story. It got totally boring. But I`ve got some cute ideas for future chapters, so I don`t want to give yet. I decided to ask you guys. If you have any ideas for this story, or think it`s better to just stop it, please tell?
"We're his dad's friends." Joey said quickly.
"Right." Chris looked over at him and raised his eyebrow. "Come in," He stepped aside to let the two men in and led them to the livingroom. "I think the thing is in my room, I'll look for it." He said and went upstairs to give Darren and his friends some privacy. Apparently the two got why he had made up a mysterious thing because they didn't ask any questions.
Of course, Darren didn't remember them, but maybe his friends could get back some memories by just being there. Darren was still himself somewhere deep inside that curly head of his, it was only a matter of time before he would show at the surface again. But until then, he could use all the help he could get.
Chris sat down on the top step of the stairs. He could still hear what the three men downstairs were saying and he could still see Darren standing there awkwardly, studying his friends.
"Hey Blaine." He heard Joey say. Darren looked confused at him.
"You know my name?" He asked. Darren really didn't remember his friends. Not even a little bit.
"Yeah, Kurt has told us a lot about you." Joey said, Chris could hear in his voice that he was shocked to hear that he Darren didn't recognize them.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch your names." Darren said politely.
"I'm Joe Walker and this is Joey Richter." Joe said and Darren had a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Oh, that actually sounds familiar." He said and Chris' heart jumped. Darren vaguely remembered his friends. That was the first progress he had made.
"How come I've never met you?" Chris heard Darren ask. Apparently Joe and Joey didn't know how to answer that, because they just didn't answer the question.
"We've heard about your accident, how are you doing?" Joey asked and sat down. Joe sat next to him and Darren was surprised by how comfortable these two were. He sat down in the armchair and crossed his legs.
"Yeah, I'm good." Darren said. "Kurt is taking good care of me."
Joey couldn't hold back a chuckle and Joe said. "I bet he does." Chris rolled his eyes and then realized no one was there to see it. He knew how organized Kurt was supposed to, so finding something wouldn't take long for him. He decided to go downstairs.
"I'm sorry, I can't seem to find it." He said when he re-entered the livingroom. "Listen, I would love for you guys to stay, but Blaine needs his medication and rest right now. But you can drop by any time you want, okey?" Chris asked them.
"Yeah." Joey nodded and got up.
"It was nice seeing you ehm Blaine." Joe said, visibly uncomfortable with calling one of his closest friends that. "Get well soon."
Darren just waved at them and Chris led them to the front door. "I'm really sorry he didn't recognize you guys." Chris said and leaned against the doorframe.
"It's okey. I'm really sorry we laughed at you when you told us." Joe apologized in a sad voice.
"That's fine. I would have done the same." Chris said and shook his head. "Thanks for stopping by. He recognized your names and that's a start." Chris let out a bitter laugh.
"Yeah, please keep us up to date? We really worry about him." Joey said, concern audible in his voice.
"Of course." Chris assured them and hugged the two starkids goodbye. They had both noticed that Chris was taking this pretty hard, so they told him that, if he needed any help, they would be there for him. "Thanks guys, but I don't think you can help." Chris said.
"Still, if you need anything, just call us." Joey said and with that they left.